” “Men,” said Miss Miniver, “NEVER have a reason. " "How had he offended you?" inquired the widow. Quickly he compared the Hs. “No, I’m fine. She is the image of what I was like, and she has a better voice. Even if you pretend sometimes to be without sense. “He sees through it all. I was sure you could not have the heart to slay a child—an innocent child. ‘Small wonder in a way that he found hisself consolation elsewhere. He felt the first sting of the whip. 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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