One or the other. I wonder. Full twenty highwaymen blithe and bold, Rattled their chains in that dungeon old; Of all that number there 'scaped not one Who carved his name on the Newgate Stone. And behind— there was Paris, memories of amazing things, memories which made his cheeks burn and his heart beat quickly as he sat there waiting for her. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. The gallows has groaned for him for years.
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