"Nicholas Nickleby" by Charlles DIckens

 "... There was a great bustle in Bishopsgate Street Within as they drew up and (it being a windy day) half a dozen men were tacking across the road under a press of paper bearing gigantic announcements that a Public Meeting would be holden at one o clock ..."
(p. 11)

I read a few pages this morning at the breakfast table. Dickens goes well with hard boiled eggs, spinach, and fine coffee. I especially like the sailing metaphor in this passage.