A Blot in the 'Scutcheon.
2.Just so.
Ger.Then my way's here. [Exit.
2.Old Gerard
Will die soon—mind, I said it: He was used
To care about the pitifullest thing
That touched the House's honor—not an eye
But his could see wherein—and on a cause
Of scarce a quarter this importance, Gerard
Fairly had fretted flesh and bone away
In cares that this was right, nor that was wrong,
Such point decorous, and such square by rule—
(He knew such niceties, no herald more)
And now—you see his humour—die he will!
2. God help him! Who's for the great servants' hall
To hear what's going on inside? They'd follow
Lord Tresham into the saloon.
3.I!-
4. I!-
Leave Frank alone for catching, at the door,
Some hint of how the parley goes inside!
Prosperity to the great House once more—
Here's the last drop!
1.Have at you! Boys, hurrah!
Exeunt.
Ger.Then my way's here. [Exit.
2.Old Gerard
Will die soon—mind, I said it: He was used
To care about the pitifullest thing
That touched the House's honor—not an eye
But his could see wherein—and on a cause
Of scarce a quarter this importance, Gerard
Fairly had fretted flesh and bone away
In cares that this was right, nor that was wrong,
Such point decorous, and such square by rule—
(He knew such niceties, no herald more)
And now—you see his humour—die he will!
2. God help him! Who's for the great servants' hall
To hear what's going on inside? They'd follow
Lord Tresham into the saloon.
3.I!-
4. I!-
Leave Frank alone for catching, at the door,
Some hint of how the parley goes inside!
Prosperity to the great House once more—
Here's the last drop!
1.Have at you! Boys, hurrah!
Exeunt.
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