Mr. Headstone
returned to the metropolis on the morning coach and went directly to his
lodgings. As he had acquainted none of his friends with his decision
to abandon the marsh country, he was obliged to mark the date’s noble anniversary
without company, which, with the aid of a plate of freshly-buttered crumpets
and a pint of gin, he did so much to his own satisfaction.
Mr Charles Dickens
