I doubt if it ever happens now.

Coleridge wouldn't so easily meet with his Gillman nowadays.

Well, I am not a Coleridge, and I don't ask to be lodged under any man's roof; but if I could earn money enough to leave me good long evenings unspoilt by fear of the workhouse--' Amy turned away, and presently went to look after her little boy.
A few days after this they had a visit from Milvain.

He came about ten o'clock in the evening.
'I'm not going to stay,' he announced.

'But where's my copy of "Margaret Home"?
I am to have one, I suppose ?' 'I have no particular desire that you should read it,' returned Reardon.
'But I HAVE read it, my dear fellow.