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Of course, he had no idea who I was. " "But Wild still lives," cried Wood. Stanley, whose family had been by any reckoning inconsiderable—to use the kindliest term. Maggot was equipped in a light blue riding-habit, trimmed with silver, a hunting-cap and a flaxen peruke, and, instead of a whip, carried a stout cudgel. "If I am the devil," observed Wild, "as some folks assert, and I myself am not unwilling to believe, you'll find that I differ from the generally-received notions of the arch-fiend, and faithfully execute the commands of those who confide their souls to my custody. But that title he would not endure. By many a highwayman many a draught Of nutty-brown ale at Saint Giles's was quaft, Until the old lazar-house chanced to fall down, And the broad-bottom'd bowl was removed to the Crown. " "I'll tell you what. Always. ’ ‘Then what?’ demanded Lucilla in a hushed tone. " He opened his eyes, to behold hers large with wonder. I presume that I may not kiss you in the street?” “Certainly not, sir,” she replied, laughing. “I”—he seemed to have a difficulty with the word—“I love you.
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