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. There was a man, a boy, and a
woman. Maggot had been brought
to a termination. 271
His parents suggested that he go into therapy. Sir Montacute had three
children—two daughters and yourself. "Heed her not. "Ah!" she screamed, seeing the uplifted weapon in Sheppard's hand, "don't hurt
Thames—don't, dear Jack! If you want to kill somebody, kill me, not him.
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