You're welcome to it.

And let's see if either of these women, who prate of their love for you, will do as much." "This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort.
"The worst of folly," replied Blueskin, returning to the table, and taking up a glass; "and, to put an end to it, I shall drink the health of Jack Sheppard, the housebreaker, and success to him in all his enterprises.

And now, let's see who'll refuse the pledge." "_I_ will," replied Sheppard, dashing the glass from his hand.

"Sit down, fool!" "Jack," said Kneebone, who had been considerably interested by the foregoing scene, "are these regrets for your past life sincere ?" "Suppose them so," rejoined Jack, "what then ?" "Nothing--nothing," stammered Kneebone, his prudence getting the better of his sympathy.

"I'm glad to hear it, that's all," he added, taking out his snuff-box, his never-failing resource in such emergencies.