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Well, brother, the principal man listened to what she had to say, and let her do what she would; and she made a pudding, a very nice one, no doubt for, besides plums, she put in drows and all the Roman condiments that she knew of; and she gave it to the principal man, and the principal put it into a basket and directed it to the woman in Castle, and the woman in the castle took it and
Petulengro, balancing himself upon the saddle—‘that is no reason why she should prepare drow to take away your essence of life; and, when disappointed, to hang herself upon a tree: if she was dissatisfied with you, she might have flown at you, and scratched your face; or, if she did not judge herself your match, she might have put down five shillings for a turn-up between you and some one she thought could beat you—myself, for example—and so the matter might have ended comfortably; but she was always too fond of covert ways, drows, and brimstones.
Herne; ‘the child has tipped you a stave of the song of poison: that is, she has sung it Christianly, though perhaps you would like to hear it Romanly; you were always fond of what was Roman. Tip it him Romanly, child.’ ‘He has heard it Romanly already, bebee; ’twas by that I found him out, as I told you.’ ‘Halloo, sir, are you sleeping? you have taken drows; the gentleman makes no answer.
This is not the first poisoning affair she has been engaged in. 'You allude to drabbing bawlor. 'Bah! said Mr. Petulengro; 'there's no harm in that. No, no! she has cast drows in her time for other guess things than bawlor; both Gorgios and Romans have tasted of them, and died. Did you never hear of the poisoned plum pudding? 'Never. 'Then I will tell you about it.
‘Ha, ha! bebee, and here he lies, poisoned like a hog.’ ‘You have taken drows, sir,’ said Mrs. Herne; ‘do you hear, sir? drows; tip him a stave, child, of the song of poison.’ And thereupon the girl clapped her hands, and sang— ‘The Rommany churl And the Rommany girl To-morrow shall hie To poison the sty, And bewitch on the mead The farmer’s steed.’ ‘Do you hear that, sir?’ said Mrs.
Herne; 'the child has tipped you a stave of the song of poison: that is, she has sung it Christianly, though perhaps you would like to hear it Romanly; you were always fond of what was Roman. Tip it him Romanly, child. 'He has heard it Romanly already, bebee; 'twas by that I found him out, as I told you. 'Halloo, sir, are you sleeping? you have taken drows; the gentleman makes no answer.
Herne; "the child has tipped you a stave of the song of poison: that is, she has sung it Christianly, though perhaps you would like to hear it Romanly; you were always fond of what was Roman. Tip it him Romanly, child." "He has heard it Romanly already, bebee; 'twas by that I found him out, as I told you." "Halloo, sir, are you sleeping? you have taken drows; the gentleman makes no answer.
This is not the first poisoning affair she has been engaged in." "You allude to drabbing bawlor." "Bah!" said Mr. Petulengro; "there's no harm in that. No, no! she has cast drows in her time for other guess things than bawlor; both Gorgios and Romans have tasted of them, and died. Did you never hear of the poisoned plum pudding?" "Never." "Then I will tell you about it.
I know'd Sairy Jane ud be a-waitin', an' as he sed the train were moast ready, I drows down a suverin', an' hed the change, an' as I wur a-gwain out I hollurs out as how I shood remember Swindleum stashun. I heer'd the lot a-larfin, an' hed moast a mind to go in an' twirl me ground ash among um vor thur edification.
Well, brother, the principal man listened to what she had to say, and let her do what she would; and she made a pudding, a very nice one, no doubt—for, besides plums, she put in drows and all the Roman condiments that she knew of; and she gave it to the principal man, and the principal put it into a basket and directed it to the woman in Castle, and the woman in the castle took it and—’
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