He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table. ’ ‘Don’t be a little fool,’ Gerald snapped irritably. 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. "I should be sorry to proceed to extremities," continued Sheppard, again raising the pistol. Gerald hoped he had covered all options and had resisted the temptation to pay mademoiselle a visit. The hangman is always an object of peculiar detestation to the mob, a tremendous hooting hailed his appearance, and both staves and swords were required to preserve order.
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