She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. I cannot work, I cannot teach. It was the gallows. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. The air was pungent and leaden. We have seen great and sober-minded men come to this unholy city, and become degenerates. The place pulsed with music too loud to converse above. I don’t want to bother you, of course. Taking this for encouragement, her suitor proceeded still more extravagantly. But a woman’s life is all chance. ’ ‘But, Hilary—’ ‘Don’t you begin, Lucilla, for I won’t stand for it. It was cramped even at the end of the passage.
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