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119 And Susan's growing worse and worse,

And Betty's in a sad quandary;

And then there's nobody to say

If she must go or she must stay:

—She's in a sad quandary.

The clock is on the stroke of one;

But neither Doctor nor his guide

Appear along the moonlight road,

There's neither horse nor man abroad,

And Betty's still at Susan's side.

And Susan she begins to fear

Of sad mischances not a few,

That Johnny may perhaps be drown'd,

Or lost perhaps, and never found;

Which they must both for ever rue.