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In less time than Hobson had mentioned, the carriage was announced. 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. She stepped into his arms. ’
‘But why, Marthe,’ asked Melusine, as she walked into the house. This is a good piano. That
was something in his favour. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet
taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly
rubefacient.
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