1851; Or, The adventures of Mr. and Mrs. Sandboys and family, who came up to London to enjoy themselves, and to see the Great Exhibition.Mayhew, Henry
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1851; Or, The adventures of Mr. and Mrs. Sandboys and family, who came up to London to enjoy themselves, and to see the Great Exhibition.
Mayhew, Henry
Great Exhibition (1851 : London, England) -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
Mrs. Sandboys moreover, had noticed, on the very first day of the
foreigners entering the establishment, a strong smell of tobacco smoke,
and a fogginess in every one of the rooms that she could in no way
account for; but this had worn off, and she had since paid but little
attention to the matter, for, whether from continual use her senses had
become in a measure accustomed to the smell, or whether from the
Sandboys being located at the other side of the house, it was difficult
to say, but certain it was, that after the first evening she had not
been heard to complain.
One night, however, the lady being rather nervous, after partaking
heartily of a cold rice-pudding for supper, she felt satisfied that she
heard some noise in the house. Sandboys had been fast asleep for some
time, but she thumped him on the back and confided to him her suspicions
that all was not right below stairs. But Cursty was too tired to trouble
himself much about the matter, so he merely murmured that it was all
owing to that cold rice-pudding she _would_ eat, and immediately
re-arranged himself for the continuation of his slumbers.
Mrs. Sandboys was too firmly convinced of the soundness of the
conclusion at which she had arrived, to be able to rest quiet in her
bed. She tried to close her eyes and shut out all thought of the
unpleasant circumstance from her mind, but it was useless; the noise
still forced itself upon her, and she could not help thinking of the
lonely situation of the house, so near that wicked London as it was.
They might all scream their very lives out before they could make any
one hear. Nor did the stories told of the highwaymen that in the last
century had infested the common, and the anecdotes she had heard of the
parties who used to wait at the road-side inn, at the corner of it, till
a sufficient number of travellers had arrived to allow them to cross the
deserted place in a body formidable enough to prevent their being
plundered.
Mrs. Sandboys, therefore, rose from her bed, determined to satisfy
herself whence the noise proceeded. At times she would declare that she
heard voices at the opposite side of the building. Accordingly, slipping
on her flannel gown, she proceeded with the rushlight shade to inspect
the premises.
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