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‘Certainly you may have me under guard. A pane of glass was shivered by each stone. ‘That was one of my own clever stories. How came you, Sir," he continued, addressing Sheppard, "to venture upon that frame. Should it e'er be my lot to ride backwards that way, At the door of the Crown I will certainly stay; I'll summon the landlord—I'll call for the Bowl, And drink a deep draught to the health of my soul! Whatever may hap, I'll taste of the tap, To keep up my spirits when brought to the crap! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of St. ” “I thought I explained—” “I don’t think you can have heard me,” said her father; “I have told you to come home. G.
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