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’ Lucy giggled. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. 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. Lucy acted the part of savoring the end of the meal, but it was difficult. ” “Isn’t that a little extreme?” “I am an extreme person at times.
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