At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. A married man!—the kind I've never been able to lure down there! But keep your temper in check. A curious silence ensued. With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. . “I wish you and I had drunk that love potion,” he said. ‘Is that a gesture of friendship?’ She stamped her foot. "Rowland, your violence is killing me," she returned, in a plaintive tone.
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