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Real Life In London, Volumes I. and II.

CHAPTER IV
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He hanged himself in Tothil-fields Bridewell, where he was confined, at the age of fifty-five.
~33~~wager, that he would guess the nearest.

Done! done! was echoed round the room.

Every one made a deposit of 100L.

and every one made a guess equally certain of success; and his lordship declaring he had a large lot of halfpence by him, though, perhaps, not enough, the experiment was to be tried immediately--'twas an excellent hit! The room was cleared, to it they went, the halfpence were arranged rank and file in military order, when it appeared that his lordship had certainly guessed (as well he might) nearest to the number: the consequence was, an immediate alteration of his lordship's residence and appearance: he got one step in the world by it, he gave up his second-hand gig for one warranted new; and a change in his vehicle may pretty generally be considered as the barometer of his pocket.
"Do you mark, he is learing at that pretty girl on the other side of the way?
he is fond of the wenches, and has been a true votary of fashion.
Perhaps there is not a more perfect model of Real Life in London than might be furnished from the memoirs of his lordship! He is rather a good looking man, as he sits, and prides himself on being a striking likeness of his present majesty; but, unfortunately, has a lameness which impedes him in the ardour of his pursuit of game, although it must be acknowledged he has been a game one in his time.

The boy you see with him is reported to be his own son, who is now employed by him as an assistant in all his amorous adventures." "His own son!" exclaimed Bob.
"Aye, and (if so) a merrily begotten one, I'll be bound for it," continued Tom; "such things will happen, and his lordship has kept a very pretty assortment of servant girls.


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