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Should it e'er be my lot to ride backwards that way, At the door of the Crown I will certainly stay; I'll summon the landlord—I'll call for the Bowl, And drink a deep draught to the health of my soul! Whatever may hap, I'll taste of the tap, To keep up my spirits when brought to the crap! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of St. And yet, at the end of this prayer a subconscious thought broke through to consciousness. The advanced guard had endeavoured to disperse the mob in Field Lane, but were not prepared to meet with the resistance they encountered. The report of his detention caused an immense sensation. Hastening in the direction of the sound, he discovered Thames Darrell, stretched upon the ground. ” “There is no one else who has a key to your rooms?” “No one except my maid, who is away in Wiltshire. ” Annabel shivered a little and looked around her. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song.
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