Walking in Pimlico
“People you had known for an age cut you, looked at you different. Women in particular seemed to close up, and took to wrapping themselves in shawls and blankets, and hurrying here and there without looking you in the face. It was like they didn’t want to be out longer than they had to and got back inside their homes as quick as they could, though the houses too looked different, with the windows shut tight as a nun’s novelty, and doors that had stood open for air and company were similarwise sh...ut on the world. Even the air smelled like it was old and had been shut up and breathed in and out over and over, and when it rained, which in general sparks up a London street, everything now turned to grey and mud.
Constable Tegg was on sentry-go at the back gate of the Constellation for the best part of a fortnight. From Hampstead to Hackney, everyone came wanting to say they’d seen the yard, and some looked for souvenirs. When the bricks started disappearing off the yard wall, and Gov found a fellow selling them – dabbed in red paint for the ‘splashes of her very own blood’ – he made a right stink and threatened him with the papers (Fleet Street rather than Bow Street).MoreLess
Constable Tegg was on sentry-go at the back gate of the Constellation for the best part of a fortnight. From Hampstead to Hackney, everyone came wanting to say they’d seen the yard, and some looked for souvenirs. When the bricks started disappearing off the yard wall, and Gov found a fellow selling them – dabbed in red paint for the ‘splashes of her very own blood’ – he made a right stink and threatened him with the papers (Fleet Street rather than Bow Street).MoreLess
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