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” His voice conveyed studied moderation. "Release your prisoner," continued Wood, "or the window is opened. 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. “All the time he is shouting and muttering. He returned her impressive greeting almost mechanically. It is just the aim I have had in view all the time. I'll put a brace of dogs on your track, who'll soon hunt you down.
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