 It's a damn'd long, dark, boggy, dirty, dangerous way. Stingo, tell the gentlemen the way to Mr. Hardcastle's! (Winking upon the Landlord.) Mr. Hardcastle's, of Quagmire Marsh, you understand me. LAND. Master Hardcastle's!  Bell's British Theatre - Pagina 23geredigeerd door - 1797Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
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...is that you won't reach Mr. Hardcastle's house this night. HASTINGS. Unfortunate! TONY. Lackadaisy, my masters, you're come a deadly deal wrong! When...you came to the bottom of the hill, you should have crossed down Squash Lane. MARLOW. Cross down Squash Lane! TONY. Oh, yes, sirs. There you should have... | |
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