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shoulders like a wen ; the contour of his 

 countenance was something akin to a 

 hawk ; his eye indicative of a prowling, 

 knavish disposition ; and his whole ex- 

 pression was not unlike that inimitable 

 representation of Ancient Pistol by little 

 Simmons, as he was called. His man- 

 ners were coarse, his speech vulgar, and 

 his conversation of the worst and lowest 

 description. His knowledge did not seem 

 to extend beyond the prize-ring, and his 

 principal patrons consisted of those un- 

 fortunate scions of the aristocracy, who, 

 not from choice, took up their residence, 

 for a time, within certain prescribed 

 limits in the immediate neighbourhood 

 of the Fleet Prison, allotted them by the 

 law. I was not a little surprised to find 

 this man an especial favourite with the 

 innkeepers and proprietors on the road, 

 and was fain to attribute the dislike I 

 had to the man to prejudice, or want of 



