A common rage flushed their faces. There haven't been so many ladies in
the Lodge since the days of Claude Du Val, the gentleman highwayman; and
they all declare it'll break their hearts if he's scragged. The neighbouring houses were tenanted by the lowest order of
insolvent traders, thieves, mendicants, and other worthless and nefarious
characters, who fled thither to escape from their creditors, or to avoid the
punishment due to their different offenses; for we may observe that the Old
Mint, although it had been divested of some of its privileges as a sanctuary by a
recent statute passed in the reign of William the Third, still presented a safe
asylum to the debtor, and even continued to do so until the middle of the reign of
George the First, when the crying nature of the evil called loudly for a remedy,
and another and more sweeping enactment entirely took away its immunities. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. "Whose grave is this?" he inquired of a man who was standing near it. "That's not an easy question to answer," rejoined Blueskin. The hansom sped through the crowded streets. "
"By depriving him of 'em, eh! But I'm sorry you hurt his lordship, Terry. So far as the eye could reach, the white level
road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty.
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