My house is the next door to the Cooper's Arms, in the
Old Bailey, opposite Newgate. The roof was partially
untiled; the chimneys were tottering; the side-walls bulged, and were supported
by a piece of timber propped against the opposite house; the glass in most of the
windows was broken, and its place supplied with paper; while, in some cases,
the very frames of the windows had been destroyed, and the apertures were left
free to the airs of heaven. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival
of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read
for the first time. I begin to
understand Jane Austen and chintz covers and decency and refinement and all
the rest of it.
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