The gabled brick, tile, and freestone houses had almost dried off for the season their integument of lichen, the streams in the meadows were low, and in the sloping
High Street, from the West Gateway to the mediaeval cross, and from the mediaeval cross to the bridge, that leisurely dusting and sweeping was in progress which usually ushers in an old-fashioned market-day.
"Her daughters were very much confined; Portsmouth was a sad place; they did not often get out; and she knew they had some errands in the town, which they would be very glad to do." And the consequence was, that Fanny, strange as it was-- strange, awkward, and distressing--found herself and Susan, within ten minutes, walking towards the
High Street with Mr.
Chelsea and Bloomsbury have taken the place of Hampstead, Notting Hill Gate, and
High Street, Kensington.
MONTMORENCY (BACKING DOWN THE
HIGH STREET): "Oh, no - not at all - certainly - don't you trouble.
It was not far from the Buytenhof to Hoogstraet (
High Street); and a stranger, who since the beginning of this scene had watched all its incidents with intense interest, was seen to wend his way with, or rather in the wake of, the others towards the Town-hall, to hear as soon as possible the current news of the hour.
Being near London, it had not shared in the rural decay, and its long
High Street had budded out right and left into residential estates.
And it was reported they were going to shut up all the ports.* The Lord Commissioner being informed of that, sent a party of the foot guards, and took possession of the Netherbow, which is a gate in the middle of the
High Street, as Temple Bar between the City of London and the Court.
Carey had died in--it was in a dreary, respectable street between Notting Hill Gate and
High Street, Kensington--Emma led Philip into the drawing-room.
"I did the hurdles over two or three garden-walls, but so did the flyer who was on my tracks, and he drove me back into the straight and down to
High Street like any lamplighter.
fine place,' said the stranger, 'glorious pile--frowning walls--tottering arches--dark nooks--crumbling staircases--old cathedral too--earthy smell--pilgrims' feet wore away the old steps--little Saxon doors--confessionals like money-takers' boxes at theatres--queer customers those monks--popes, and lord treasurers, and all sorts of old fellows, with great red faces, and broken noses, turning up every day--buff jerkins too-- match-locks--sarcophagus--fine place--old legends too--strange stories: capital;' and the stranger continued to soliloquise until they reached the Bull Inn, in the
High Street, where the coach stopped.
The hoarse
High Street became musical with the cry, in various silvery voices, 'Good-bye, Rosebud darling!' and the effigy of Mr.
The high ground rising abruptly behind the red roofs of the little town crowds the quaint
High Street against the wall which defends it from the sea.