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Spurling; "however I consent. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. And stony broke. Where Saint Giles' church stands, once a lazar-house stood; And, chain'd to its gates, was a vessel of wood; A broad-bottom'd bowl, from which all the fine fellows, Who pass'd by that spot, on their way to the gallows, Might tipple strong beer, Their spirits to cheer, 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! II. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. “I will take a carriage,” she said, “and fetch my things. Let's talk of this chap. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. 'But I don't desire to spoil sport,—not I. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was. " But the doctor softened the refusal by smiling.
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