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Then he went on to say: “Well, you’ve had your little adventure, and I hope
now you’ve had enough of it. "Why, what the devil would you have had me do!—make myself scarce, eh? You
should have tipped me the wink. “My Mom never gets a good night’s sleep. "An hour hence, I shall return with the priest," replied Jonathan, striding towards
the door. ‘What would you? The nuns they would not
believe me, and so it was not possible for me to stay. He was speedily disarmed; and
the rope and gag being found upon him, were exultingly turned against him by
his conqueror, who, after pinioning his arms tightly behind his back, forced open
his mouth with the iron, and effectually prevented the utterance of any further
outcries. Gay, the poet, who wrote the 'Captives,' which was lately acted at
Drury Lane, and was so much admired by the Princess of Wales. . Each was draped
in transparent silk, dancing, beckoning to me, teasing me. Mary is very good, but she is too nervous to be the slightest
protection.
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