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. When night fell, he crept into the town of Tottenham. ’ He laughed. While she worked, Melusine worried over the problem of getting Jack home. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. " "On the contrary, if that is a specimen, they must be poets. Wild," said the turnkey, trembling in every joint. “I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. "You are free," said he, "that grating forms a ladder, by which you may descend in safety. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?” “He—he worships the ground you tread on. Besides, it was not the lodgekeeper’s business to know that “other matters” included a reluctance on Gerald’s part to allow his little company to conduct the search without him, and he’d had an engagement this morning.
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