"Lor' ha' mussy, Sir!—how you do talk," said the woman; "this is no robber, I'm sure. Then she was out of the door and running, fast. Her tone was icy. Hurrying down the Haymarket, he was arrested by a crowd who were collected round a street-singer. She began to miss him when he was gone during the day and cherish the quiet times he spent only with her. . On this side stood the instruments with which the latter piece of pleasantry had been effected,—namely, a bucket filled with paint and a brush: on that was erected a trophy, consisting of a watchman's rattle, a laced hat, with the crown knocked out, and its place supplied by a lantern, a campaign wig saturated with punch, a torn steen-kirk and ruffles, some halfdozen staves, and a broken sword. " He had now gained the high road.
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