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” Brendon hesitated for a moment. " And he strode out of the place. 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. Spurling? Why, if Captain Sheppard should get off, it 'ud be fifty guineas out of my way. Sixteen thousand! Mark me, young man, you'll pay it back through the nose, every dollar of it!" "I owe you nothing. You'll be along next spring?" "If the old tub will float. Why aren’t you folded up clean in lavender—as every young woman ought to be? What have you been doing with yourself?. ” She said as she rested her head against his chest, eyes unfocused on the fading sky. "The sums lavished upon those people are perfectly disgraceful, and I should be enchanted to see them hooted from the stage. Stanley almost liked Ramage. "Raise your vice, and lave off coughin'," added Terence.
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