By Ann Featherstone
ISBN-10: 1848541724
ISBN-13: 9781848541726
Jogging in Pimlico
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Well. So I tripped out the back gate and into the Row. Now here’s a thing. And I will tell it how it happened, for I think about it often. More than that, since I’m being confidential. It haunts me, and has me waking up in the night of a sweat, and has me avoiding dark places, and Rows especially. For I stepped out, as I said, into the Row, and looked up and down it. Up towards the Whitechapel-road and the lamp what stood directly at the head of the Row, like a beacon. And down towards Club-row what cuts across, and Belvoir-street what goes beyond, and the lamp what stands at the junction.
Bessie had seen it, though. And more. She could not, would not leave me and leaned towards me again, and began to croon: Oh, Willie, does yer mother know, Does yer mother know, Does yer mother know, Oh, Willie, does yer mother know You’re out, out, out. Or some such nonsensical song, which left her laughing uncontrollably, with her dark eyes wide and fixed upon me. Suddenly (and mercifully), the doors were flung open and a rowdy crowd of young fellows appeared. They were well turned out, noisy, some pale-faced, some red-eyed, but all clearly very drunk, though not yet ready to fight about it.
He hit her hard, like this’ – and she raises her fists above her head and brings them down together – ‘on her face. And when she tried to run away and fell to the ground, he kicked her hard. ’ My mouth goes dry. ‘Corney, he was stamping on her. With the heel of his boot. ’ I have a lump in my throat as big as an egg as I look at that black heap lying across the yard, for I know I must go and see for myself. Not that I don’t believe Lucy (for she is as truthful as any working girl), but I must see it.
Walking in Pimlico by Ann Featherstone
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