The night was now advancing, and the party began to think of separating. She was fiercely and bitterly jealous. " "Do not doubt me," replied Thames, warmly pressing his hand. “No, stay, Lucy. Jack was so harrassed that he felt half inclined to stand at bay. ’ A scowl crossed the lady’s face. 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.
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