That night, she hunted the alleyways of the old town. "Don't leave him, if you're at all fearful, my dear," replied Wood, receiving the little burthen with a laugh. This whole affair is truly my fault. ’ ‘Eh?’ Almost Melusine betrayed herself at his startled look. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp. Soho! boys. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. Where Saint Giles' church stands, once a lazar-house stood; And, chain'd to its gates, was a vessel of wood; A broad-bottom'd bowl, from which all the fine fellows, Who pass'd by that spot, on their way to the gallows, Might tipple strong beer, Their spirits to cheer, And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles! II.
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