. Wit bought; or, The life and adventures of Robert Merry . I do! O Kobert Merry—Robert Merry! Here the poor man wasentirely out of breath. I got the thingshe wanted, took my hat and walked into thestreet. In the excitement of my mind I walkedrapidly, and was soon in a remote part of thecity. The time passed insensibly away, andit was evening before I was aware of it. AsI was walking through a dark and narrowstreet, I heard voices behind me, and a noiseas of many persons running with all theirmight. The din grew nearer and nearer, andsoon I distinguished the cry of Stop thief Istop thief! In a
. Wit bought; or, The life and adventures of Robert Merry . I do! O Kobert Merry—Robert Merry! Here the poor man wasentirely out of breath. I got the thingshe wanted, took my hat and walked into thestreet. In the excitement of my mind I walkedrapidly, and was soon in a remote part of thecity. The time passed insensibly away, andit was evening before I was aware of it. AsI was walking through a dark and narrowstreet, I heard voices behind me, and a noiseas of many persons running with all theirmight. The din grew nearer and nearer, andsoon I distinguished the cry of Stop thief Istop thief! In a moment a young manrushed by me, and at a little distance severalmen came pressing in hot pursuit. I wasseized with a sudden impulse, whether of THE ACCUSATION. 135 fright, I cannot say, but I ran too with allmy might. I was, however, soon overtaken,and rudely seized by the collar by a man,who exclaimed, Well, rascal, I have gotyou at last I Let go of me, said I, I am no rascal. Nay, nay, said the other; not so soon, my boy! at the same time he twisted. my collar, till I was nearly choked. Twcother men came up, and they pulled merudely along, and at last lodged me in awatch-house. Here I was kept till morning,•v>en I was taken to a prison called Bride-well, where were some fifty persons, of allages and sexes, and wearing the various as- 136 WIT BOUGHT. pects of poverty, wretchedness, and crimeI could not endure to face them, so I slunkinto a cornel and sat down upon the my face in my hands, I gave myselfup to despair. I sat for two or three hours in utter de-solation, thinking over my sad fortunes, andcut to the heart with a sense of the evils thatsurrounded me. At length a man came andtold me that I was wanted. I followed himout, and was taken into a room full ofpeople. I was hurried through the crowd, andplaced on an elevated seat, surrounded with arailing, thus becoming the object upon whichevery eye was bent. The sense of my de-gradation, innocent as I
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