A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were
placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed
by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:—
"Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
And laughs to think Monroe would take her down,
Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand,
Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. Any one less courageous than himself would have
abandoned the attempt from a conviction of its utter hopelessness; but, though it
might for a moment damp his ardour, it could not deter him. “I am going to fetch some things that will be wanted
if he pulls through the next hour. You’re of age—
you’re of age. To SEND DONATIONS or determine the status of compliance for
any particular state visit http://pglaf. I freely forgive you. That’s my point. Your fingers are even now as stiff as a schoolgirl’s. "
"Murder him!" cried Trenchard shuddering. 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. “How is that carmine working?” he asked, with
a forced interest. Hugging them, they crept
stealthily around the house, Major Alderley leading, and wasting—so his captain
acidly commented—a deal of time checking the windows and doors. This, Wood, acting upon Terry's caution,
was most unwilling to do; but, finding he had no alternative, he reluctantly made
known his errand and the bolts were undrawn. “You are going to treat me as though I wasn’t. Wood; "and Blueskin, too.
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