“Lucy Albert. “At the Tredgold Women’s College,” said Ann Veronica. 54 \"Yes?\" \"No one says 'Oh my word' anymore. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. ‘—without telling her why,’ he finished, ignoring the interjection. " As he said this, a slight noise was heard without. . The lady murmured briefly to her husband, and then tucked her hand into Alderley’s arm. Where the robber may cheer His spirit with beer, 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! III. "Raise your vice, and lave off coughin'," added Terence.
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