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The two aunts of these young ladies lived for many years in the dower house upon my estate in Hampshire. 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. I offer you my assistance on certain terms. I shall have no faith in future in bolts and bars. “Those young men startled me at first, because they knew my name. But I can't consent to the course you would pursue—at least, not till I've given it due consideration. She has been a dear. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind. She shattered the edifice he was building up of himself as a devoted lover, waiting only his chance to win her from a hopeless and consuming passion. The voices went into his ears but left no impression of their import.
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