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"And someday let him
care for me!"
She sprang up, alarmed. "
"Better she die by her own hand, than by that monster's," cried Jack, brandishing
the bar. Hot coffee and cakes were sent in to them in the
morning by some intelligent sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. Rumor in the Palazzo had it that her new doctor was a
powerful archbishop from the south who conducted
most of his dealings in secret. To them all I am nothing. Strange,
I shouldn't know him when he called on me. 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. .
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