“Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where
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it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but
mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long
white gown. ”
Then it was her father issued his ultimatum. "My name is Ruth
Enschede. You must
know that. There he sat as before, with the heavy fetters on his limbs, and
beside him sat his three companions, who had since expiated their offences on
the gibbet. They're only just
gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated
more violently than before. I am your husband,
though as yet your hand has scarcely lain in mine. “These clothes are French, and I’m sure this
floppy bow would make a Frenchman of me anyhow. ’
‘Bravo,’ applauded Lucilla, clapping her hands. Within that dungeon lay Captain Bew,
Rumbold and Whitney—a jolly crew!
All carved their names on the stone, and all
Share the fate of the brave Du Val!
With their chisels so fine, tra la!
"Save us!" continued the apprentice, "I hope this beam doesn't resemble the
Newgate stone; or I may chance, like the great men the song speaks of, to swing
on the Tyburn tree for my pains.
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