"I haven't a word to say, Ah Cum, not a word. Instantly seizing it, the young man placed it in the carriage, shut
the door, and commanded his servants to drive off. "
"You had better write them for me, Mr. "
"Ah! you're so very particular," sighed Mrs. ’ I said. The ladder was now within reach. Her hormones were raging
stupidly. “Let me know the truth. “It was just an hour before teatime,” she remarked. There MULSACK and SWIFTNECK, both prigs from their birth,
OLD MOB and TOM COX took their last draught on earth:
There RANDAL, and SHORTER, and WHITNEY pulled up,
And jolly JACK JOYCE drank his finishing cup!
For a can of ale calms,
A highwayman's qualms,
And makes him sing blithely his dolorous psalms
And nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles
So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles!
"Singing's dry work," observed the stranger, pausing to take a pull at the bottle.
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