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. ’ ‘Did no one know, then?’ ‘No, for the vicomte, we learned later, wrote to General Lord Charvill in pursuit of his sister. “Odd little room,” said Ann Veronica, dimly apprehending that obtrusive sofa. "Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner cupboard. Her natural instincts reasserted themselves. Martha was quite right. Jack's appearance was hailed with the loudest cheers, but when Jonathan followed and took a place beside him in the vehicle, determined, he said, never to lose sight of him, the abhorrence of the multitude was expressed by execrations, hoots, and yells of the most terrific kind. Her aunt went off at a tangent. I have brought disgrace upon you, and I haven’t been the right sort of wife at all. From McClintock's came an infernal tinkletinkle, tump-tump! There was no composing with such a sound hammering upon the ear. “You are developing far too retentive a memory for praises,” said Ann Veronica. ’ Exasperated, Gerald glared at her.
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