" "It is past," rejoined Lady Trafford, recovering herself by a powerful effort; "but never allude to the circumstance again. "On my return, I found the window open, and the room vacant. Full twenty highwaymen blithe and bold, Rattled their chains in that dungeon old; Of all that number there 'scaped not one Who carved his name on the Newgate Stone. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. Gods! what it must be to pour out strong, splendid verse—mighty lines! mighty lines! If I do, Ann Veronica, it will be you. " "On my soul, Thames, you wrong me!" replied Jack, passionately. 1.
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