Within that dungeon lay Captain Bew,
Rumbold and Whitney—a jolly crew!
All carved their names on the stone, and all
Share the fate of the brave Du Val!
With their chisels so fine, tra la!
"Save us!" continued the apprentice, "I hope this beam doesn't resemble the
Newgate stone; or I may chance, like the great men the song speaks of, to swing
on the Tyburn tree for my pains. “Twenty-two. Wood,
and you'll find that I've spoken the truth. Good-bye aunt. The world is
known to you. She is not in the least like the descriptions
of her. We two just love each other—the real, identical other—all the
time. "Who's that queer cove in the full-bottomed wig?"
"Attend to me, sirrah," rejoined Wild, sternly. By this time, the procession had reached the west end of the wall of St. ‘Not kill me, I mean. A long and secret conference then
took place between the thief-taker and his myrmidons, after which they were
severally dismissed. "Ay, murder him, if you like the term," returned Wild. "No matter," replied Sheppard.
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