...ut this here tide that’s rushin’ out through the Golden Gate?” he demanded, or bellowed, rather. “How fast is she ebbin’? What’s the drift, eh? Listen... ...er. “How fast is she ebbin’? What’s the drift, eh? Listen to that, will you? A bell buoy, and we’re a top of it! See ’em alterin’ the course!” From ou... ...e ’em alterin’ the course!” From out of the fog came the mournful tolling of a bell, and could see the pilot turning the wheel with great rapidity. Th... ...y pretty, almost effeminate, face of the man who has absorbed the sound of Bow Bells with his mother’s milk. A draggled muslin cap on his head and a d... ...own. You couldn’t walk alone between two sunrises and hustle the meat for your belly for three meals. Let me see your hand.” His tremendous, dormant s... ...nore. So I did not wait a second time for Maud to send me. discovered that we 206 The Sea Wolf stood in need of condensed milk and marmalade, and ann...

...nd then knocked again, but nobody answered. He continued knocking, and the bellman called out several times, ‘Bring out your dead’; but nobody answere... ...house had a back-window, not a door, into a court which had a passage into Bell Alley . A watchman was set by the constable at the door of this house,... ...rval I saw two links come over from the end of the Minories, and heard the bellman, and then appeared a dead-cart, as they called it, com- ing over th... ...up the street to- wards my own house, I saw another cart with links, and a bellman going before, coming out of Harrow Alley in the Butcher Row, on the... ... windows, they would frequently open the windows as soon as they heard the bell and look out at them; and as they might often hear sad lamentations of... ... his own desire, his sister having been buried there a few years before.] 206 Journal of the Plague Y ear Moorfields; by the going into the street wh...