He
remembered also, all at once, the very first words he had heard her speak: “I was
not born to this. And Mrs. 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. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or
unaccountably dear, or both. ’
‘That I do not doubt,’ Gerald muttered drily, but added in a tone of intense
satisfaction, ‘Then this husband is still in France? Excellent. I
should only disappoint you terribly some day. ’
‘Forgive me, but if that is the case, I don’t quite see why you should run
away. I dared not sing, I dared not laugh, except
when you went away.
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