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Show The Lanti ' "My Queen!" irod swain, prcsblng i "Jack, in) own i... i mured tho maiden "One, two three," chimed the clock. "niainomls nie lustreless beside jour ejes," whlspoied tho lover. "The) are nil )ours, my King!" rnme Ilio cooing icsponso. "Pour!" siild a bass voice on the floor above A flush cilmsoneil the maiden's cheek ns ' six veil, eight, nine, ten," she counted tho kisses straight. "I wish I had a club," said tho bass v oli u on tho stairs. "The deuce!" cried the lover ns tho p.irlni doir opened And, ns ho cleared tho gnrden gate, old dog Tray, follow-lug follow-lug his lead, came within an nco tit his calf |
