I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe. "Anything else?" "Your waistcoat. I’m a soldier, you see. To-night all London believes that he was your husband. But I can easily bring in a sing-song girl to play for you. ’ ‘Damn you, answer me!’ Her eyes flashed. She reads novels—and history—and all sorts of things. Indeed, if he had been ignorant of it, the sound of voices which he could faintly distinguish, would have served as a caution to him. In the midst of the holy place, which he had formerly profaned, lay the body of his unfortunate mother, and he could not help looking upon her untimely end as the retributive vengeance of Heaven for the crime he had committed. 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. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. " "Ay; but I do mind her," cried Jack upon whom his comrade's observation had produced the desired effect.
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