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"No. 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. The poor widow was thrown into an agony of distress on learning that
a robbery had been committed, in which her son (for she could not doubt that
Jack was one of the boys,) was implicated; nor was her anxiety alleviated by
Mrs. Business exists for such interruptions. I watched you wait at
the farmhouse! But I couldn’t compromise your safety!
You must have realized that!” She lowered her voice to a
loud whisper. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father.
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