The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 211: what you’re looking at

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‘ \ er + OF LONDON, 209 room on the first floor, the windows of which “ee opened upon the Thames, In the middle of the room, was a table laid out for three persons, His honour, your father, said Mrs. Gruff, with a most amiable smile, ought to have been in by this time; but he has always so much to do when he comes to London. We will wait for him, said Clara, Mrs. Gruff withdrew, curtseying tothem. In the room on the ground floor, she found her hus- band talking with Bob Lantern. The latter had laid aside his Scottish dress. 3 My good lady, said he, I confide to you these two little angels—you must take great care of them. Bob took from one of his pockets tbe small phial, which Bishop the burker, had given him — the night before, and handed it to Mrs. Gruff. In three hours I will be under the trap with a boat, rejoined Bob Lantern; mind you do not hurt them in letting them down to me, Master Gruff; my merchandise, as that rascal Paterson calls it, must be delivered in good condition, and without damage, sEOMIGDOOKS.Gom