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. His friendship seemed a thing worth having. I mystify you; I can see that. “I cannot say who he is,” said Ann Veronica, “but he is a married man. "No offence, I hope, my dear Mrs. "That we were afraid," replied the other; "but never mind her. 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. " "If you stir, I'll call him!" rejoined Winifred. Charcoal, you may bring in the boy. "In favour of my son. \" That again. "Comfort yourself, my charmer," said Mr.
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