It was a work of no slight danger, for every instant a wall, or fragment of a building, came crashing to the ground.

Thames Street was wholly impassable.

Men were going hither and thither with barrows, and ladders and ropes, removing the rubbish, and trying to support the tottering habitations.

Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it.

The tiles lay a foot thick in the road.