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’ Her eyes narrowed. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. 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. Wild here presently, and I wouldn't for the world—Zounds!" he exclaimed, as the figure of the thief-taker appeared at the wicket, "here he is. Earles glanced at it, and his eyes flashed with anger. It is like some accident. But I said I wouldn't drive a hard bargain with you, and I won't. Earles regarded it approvingly. In some incomprehensible way that back view made her feel sorry for Alice. It got on my nerves—the women I saw.
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