"
"Perhaps, I wasn't," returned Thames, gloomily, as the remembrance of Jonathan
Wild's foul insinuation crossed him. Fortunately, I've secured the proof of my birth. . She
was by his side. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off
against the rich man's luxury. Jack now carefully closed the shutters, while Blueskin struck a light, with which
he set fire to a candle. 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. “Don’t let them know I’m
here. “My chief,” he said, “took it into his head to have an impromptu dinner party.
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