It was, in
his opinion, the most astonishing letter he had ever read. "I find I was in
error. ’
He slid slowly down and collapsed to the stone floor, fainting dead away. ‘That is
better, no?’
‘Dieu. 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. Manning, with a sweep of the arm. "
"Save us!" exclaimed Wood. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair
215
skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no
point. You'll live to hate chicken; and
the man in you will rise up and demand strong drink.
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