“Noble fellow!”
“The good doctor! Huzza! huzza!”
And so the cry went up on all sides, for the doctor’s reputation for benevolence was as wide as that of John Jacob Astor for the opposite trait.
There seemed to be a vehement consultation among what appeared the leaders of the mob, which lasted but for a moment or two, when one who stood upon the top step looked up, and in a firm, respectful voice, said to the doctor—
“It’s all right, sir, about you! We shall let the women pass out! But you must clear the house of them!”
“But it is dangerous to move my patient.”
“We cannot help that, doctor; we do this for your sake, not theirs, for they ought every one of them to be burned, and we are determined to abate the nuisance of this house. So hurry them along here quick, for the boys will not keep quiet long.”
“Yes, hurry them women along; we’ll let them go this time.”
“All but that lecturing lady (?), who says that she would as soon marry a negro as a white man!”
“Yes, all but her; we want to be rid of such creatures; let’s duck her in the Hudson.”