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" "Bring your story to an end, Sir," said Trenchard who had listened to the recital with mingled emotions of rage and fear. He picked up the remote and sat himself to her right. " "You are right," replied Darrell; "the weakness is past. 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. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. "Off with you to Newgate!" cried Jack, "and don't let him out till you get inside the Lodge. "He's a base, deceitful, tyrannical, hoary-headed libertine—that's what he is. Don’t stand gawping, man. “This is much the cheapest place I know of where things are moderately clean, and I should hate rooms all by myself. ” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. ’ ‘Charvill, then,’ Gerald concluded, unperturbed.
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