Ginx's Baby [42]
flash as of a human face in the gloom, before the shadow leaped out far into the night. Splash! When my startled eyes looked down upon the glancing, waving ebony, I thought I could trace a white coruscation of foam spreading out into the darkness, instantly to dissipate and be lost for ever. I did not then know what form it was that swilled down below the glistening current. Had I known that it was Ginx's Baby I should perhaps have thought "Society, which, in the sacred names of Law and Charity, forbad the father to throw his child over Vauxhall Bridge, at a time when he was alike unconscious of life and death, has at last itself driven him over the parapet into the greedy waters"----
Philosophers, Philanthropists, Politicians, Papists and Protestants, Poor-Law Ministers and Parish Officers--while you have been theorizing and discussing, debating, wrangling, legislating and administering--Good God! gentlemen, between you all, where has Ginx's Baby gone to?
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Philosophers, Philanthropists, Politicians, Papists and Protestants, Poor-Law Ministers and Parish Officers--while you have been theorizing and discussing, debating, wrangling, legislating and administering--Good God! gentlemen, between you all, where has Ginx's Baby gone to?
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