" "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. Straw and other combustibles being collected, were placed in the middle of the audiencechamber. “You may not leave. Why, there's another party on the stair-head inquiring arter scullers; and, by the mass! they appear in a greater hurry than any on us. “Don’t be an ass, Ferringhall,” he said tersely.
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