History & The Arts
In smokiest Sheffield
...manager, was, I hope, finally as well satisfied as the other spectators. II I myself came away entirely satisfied, indeed, but for the lasting pang I inflicted upon myself by denying a penny to the ragged wretch who superfluously opened the valves of my hansom for me. My explanation to my soul was that I had no penny in my pocket, and that it would have been folly little...