You was the Chi-Town version of Baby / And I was just a virgin, a baby

Strike on the Tinder, hoa: / Giue me a Taper: […]

Me thinkes that word ſpoke from a Neuils mouth, / Should like an earthquake rend your chained gates, / And teare in peeces your portculleiſes. /[…] / Come we will pull vp our Portculleiſes, / And let me ſee thee enter if thou dare.

Cecil Winwood accepted the test. He claimed that he could dope the guards the night of the break. Talk is cheap, said Long Bill Hodge. What we want is the goods. Dope one of the guards to-night.