I am a man, and my name is Thomas Jones. Hall, London, 1850.

I am a sin, which was born in the same hour with myself, and has ever since been my constant companion. I am a sin of no common mould, being the opposite extreme to folly, and…

Hallo, there! I am a hall, a large room, lighted and warmed, and lighted up, for the reception of the public, and lighted up, too, for the purpose of illumination, and not of…