They entered a hansom and turned on to the Embankment. He pulled away. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. ‘You are really not helping matters, my friend. And because he knew it was a burden, there was no gaiety upon the doctor's face; neither was there speech on his tongue. ’ ‘Mercy me,’ gasped the nun. "Who's there?" cried Rachel. "Sold again!" "If you don't get back quickly, Lucy," observed a bystander, "Jack Sheppard will be in the house before you. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. Where Saint Giles' church stands, once a lazar-house stood; And, chain'd to its gates, was a vessel of wood; A broad-bottom'd bowl, from which all the fine fellows, Who pass'd by that spot, on their way to the gallows, Might tipple strong beer, Their spirits to cheer, And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles! II.
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