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. “Dear husband,” she murmured. ‘No, no, Jacques, you have done very right. " "Awake!—to be sure I am, my flash cove," replied Sheppard; "I'm down as a hammer. " The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door. They were his friends, and they recognized his unusual earnestness. Have you thought of the monstrous lie you are adding to your theft?" "Lie?" said Spurlock, astounded. "The sums lavished upon those people are perfectly disgraceful, and I should be enchanted to see them hooted from the stage. “To be frank with you, Lady Lescelles, when your brother asked me the other day to be his wife I was under a false impression as regards his relations—with some other person. “Your sister’s future is at stake.
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