Ennison listened, and his eyes glowed. "'Odd's! bodikins!" cried Jack, rubbing his cheek, "I'm in luck to-day. Winifred, accordingly, left the room, and a servant being despatched to the nearest tavern, soon afterwards returned with a crown bowl of the ambrosian fluid. She was finally dead, going to Hell. As Mrs. Sepulchre's bell is for ever ringing in my ears—oh!" "If that's the case," observed Wood, "I'm surprised you should like to have such a frightful picture constantly in view as that over the chimney-piece. ‘You are too shrewd for me, ma’am.
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