That makes me choke a little: the marks will go!
What? Twenty V-notes more, and outfit too,
And not a word to Greeley? One—one kiss
O' the hand that saves me! You 'll not let me speak,
I well know, and I 've lost the right, too true!
But I must say, sir, if She hears (she does)
Your sainted ... Well, sir,—be it so! That 's, I think,
My bedroom candle. Good-night! Bl-l-less you, sir!
R-r-r, you brute-beast and blackguard! Cowardly scamp!