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"What care I for pest or plague?

We can die but once, God wot,

Kiss --stay within question turned his bright blue eyes on that dashing

street-singer with a cool glance of recognition

"Very sorry, Nell," he said, in a nonchalant tone, "but I' have you been here, may I ask?"

"A full hour by St Paul's; and where has Sir Norht you were dead of the plague"

"Not exactly Have you seen--ah! there he is The very old piece into the girl's

extended palh the crowd up Paul's Walk A tall,

dark figure was leaning round, and taking no notice of the busy scene around hihtly on his shoulder

"Good , Ormiston I had an idea I would find you here, and--but

what's the ue? or has your

mysterious inamorata jilted you? or what other annoyance has happened to

Lear, sent adrift by his tender

daughters to take care of hi a dark and rather

handsohtly