While this took place, while Quilt thundered at the inner door, and Jack drew back the bolts of the outer, a deep, manly voice was heard chanting—as if in contempt of the general uproar—the following strain:— With pipe and punch upon the board, And smiling nymphs around us; No tavern could more mirth afford Than old Saint Giles's round-house! The round-house! the round-house! The jolly—jolly round-house! "The jolly, jolly round-house!" chorussed Sheppard, as the last bar yielded to his efforts. Reaching the panel, she was able with the aid of her lantern to find the lever at once. ” The man nodded. See? Nothing really. ‘I didn’t mean to hurt you so badly,’ he said, still meeting her eyes, unaware that his hold about her hand had tightened a little. Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor. Remain at the door, Nab," he added, loitering for a moment behind the others, "and let no one in, or out. “Nevertheless,” Hill said doggedly, “I am here to speak to you alone. The area was sparsely populated. ” It came upon him like a flash. " "Devil!" muttered Jack, again grasping his pistol.
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