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"Coupling their presence with Jack's speech, I couldn't help fearing some mischief might ensue. 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. Of course this thing was absolutely impossible. ‘Lord in heaven, did I do that?’ exclaimed Gerald remorsefully. It was not necessary to appease the wrath of human society; it was necessary only to appease that of God for the broken Commandment. Take that box, and put it into the carriage yourself. We shall both, I hope, live to enjoy our shares—long after Thames Darrell is forgotten—ha! ha! A third of your estate I accept.
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