The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 228: what you’re looking at

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On leaving the abode of the medical gentleman, Miles the Busglosk proceeded rapidly towards Westminster ; and, passing round the Abbey ceme- tery, he struck into the maze of vile and crowded lying in the immediate vicinity of that vene- Table pile, In spite of the frosty chill & the weather, half-naked women were seen standing at the open doors of the wretched houses,—the light from the windows flickering dimly upon their persons, and revealing countenances either bloated or emaciated with dissipation: while their language, as they dis- eoursed across the thoroughfares with each other, bore terrible and unequivocal evidence to their atter depravity and boundless prodigacy. From many of the dwellings came the noise of aproarious revelry and the boisterous sounds of drunken orgies,—mingled with the shrieks of some anfortanate female whom a paramour was treating with rnffian brutality, and the shrill voice of some querulous wife responding in bitter taunts to the 28 SS esr coarse and gruff upbraidings of a worthless husband Around the doors of the low public-houses were congregated loathsome wretches in female shape, chattering or disputing in loud tones —- insulting any respectable person who might chance to pass that way—and making the whole neighbourhood ring with their vociferations of delight, when some flash fellow or fancy man accosted them with an offer to stand treat for gin. Now and then a poor mechanic out of work, and whom dire penury had forced to take up his abode in that horrible dis- trict, would creep shivering and miserable along the street to the house in which he occupied a wretched attic, and where he knew that a wife was giving a withered breast to a poor frail infant, and where starving children were crying piteously for the bread which he had not succeeded in obtaining throughout a long day’s anxious and heart-break- ing quest for honest employment. Now and then, too, some scantily clad and emaciated woman would comicloooks. conn 4