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"That's well!" cried Jack. Part 2
She found the younger generation of the Widgetts engaged in languid
reminiscences, and all, as they expressed it, a “bit decayed. 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. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the
silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. "I've got a proposition to make," said O'Higgins. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the
melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. " And,
with the uninjured hand he drew a pistol, which he fired, but without effect, at
Jack. Jonathan is in league with
Sir Rowland to make away with you. ’ He looked the girl up and
down. "
"You see, we didn't know but you might die; and so we had to search your
belongings for the address of your people. Sheppard," cried the thief-taker, as he slipped a pair of
handcuffs over Jack's wrists, "for the help you have given us in capturing your
son. "
"My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,—"we part to-night. But if he starts a long jog, his name is
Dennis. His hands reached under her
skirt. She walked straight across to the wardrobe and opened it.
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