Her breath came fast in little sobbing pants. Her fingers closed upon it instinctively. “So, Rhea must have known you for what you are. ’ ‘Yes, that is Mr Brewis Charvill, as you have found out for me. Where the robber may cheer His spirit with beer, And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles! III. ’ Gerald frowned. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. She may address me as “Grandfather” if she chooses, since I’m obliged to accept her in that capacity.
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