Chapter 27 IN THE LIVERPOOL DOCKS.

"Yon is our quay!

Hark to the clamour in that miry road,

Bounded and narrowed by yon vessel's load;

The lumbering wealth she empties round the place,

Package and parcel, hogshead, chest and case:

While the loud seaman and the angry hind,

Mingling in business, bellow to the wind."

Crabbe.

Mary staggered into the house. Mrs. J