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This gate, called Newgate, "as being latelier builded
than the rest," continued, for upwards of three hundred years, to be used as a
place of imprisonment for felons and trespassers; at the end of which time,
having grown old, ruinous, and "horribly loathsome," it was rebuilt and enlarged
by the executors of the renowned Sir Richard Whittington, the Lord Mayor of
London: whence it afterwards obtained amongst a certain class of students,
whose examinations were conducted with some strictness at the Old Bailey, and
their highest degrees taken at Hyde-park-corner, the appellation of Whittington's
College, or, more briefly, the Whit. The touch of his lips
neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were
clean. Nobody who cared. "I can," replied Trenchard. Then she sat watching the play,
sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander
to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge
of the table. How does one get work?
She walked along the Strand and across Trafalgar Square, and by the
Haymarket to Piccadilly, and so through dignified squares and palatial alleys to
Oxford Street; and her mind was divided between a speculative treatment of
employment on the one hand, and breezes—zephyr breezes—of the keenest
appreciation for London, on the other.
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