"Crime upon
crime. “I want to ask you a question,” she said abruptly. ”
He paused for a moment, and then suddenly continued. . You see, I’m separated from
my wife. Hardened as he may be, that would
touch him. “Really? Like
37
who?”
“Corinne Carver, for one. Not the most stringent search, conducted all
morning, turned up one solitary sheet. 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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