‘Who’s this, then? Not soldiers again. Old Bedlam
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IX. ’
‘It will be worth the pain, you will see. She almost laughed, but repressed her
smile lest it seem cruel. But, what is it! What did you promise?"
"To offer you my heart, my hand, my life," replied Kneebone, falling at her feet. “Of course, I remember now. Quarter-staves, bludgeons,
brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge
from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped
pretty freely. "
"You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have
been like you, if he had lived. "
And, once more enveloping himself in darkness, he pursued his course.
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