He roused curiosities. "Let me have a word with the cull!"
"Ay! ay!" cried several of the bystanders, "let Jonathan kimbaw the cove. 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. "'Odd's-my-life!—what's that?" he cried, greatly alarmed. ‘I am fascinated. "
"Instantly, Sir," replied Austin; "instantly. . "Heard of your escapes. ”
“I told them a lie. I consented. "
And, once more enveloping himself in darkness, he pursued his course. “I do not suppose he will be home till late. \"Thanks, Mike. ”
There was a shout of laughter.
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