She moved a little nearer to him. The old lady in the antimacassar said, abruptly, “Ah! you young people, you
young people, if you only knew!” and then laughed and then mused in a marked
manner; and the young man with the narrow forehead and glasses cleared his
throat and asked the young man in the orange tie whether he believed that
Platonic love was possible. 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. "
As Ben spoke, they drew near the opposing parties.
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