I shall never come back. This child at once alarmed and thrilled them. The girl
had told him distinctly that her name was Anna. The other bona roba, known amongst her
companions as Mistress Poll Maggot, was a beauty on a much larger scale,—in
fact, a perfect Amazon. 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. He laughed. “Oh, God!” she said at last, “how I wish I had been taught to pray!”
Part 3
She had some idea of putting these subtle and difficult issues to the chaplain
when she was warned of his advent. The very old lady in the antimacassar touched Ann Veronica’s arm suddenly,
and said, in a deep, arch voice:
“Talking of love again; spring again, love again. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the
inscription, which ran thus—
JACK SHEPPARD
THE END. They stood back together and stared at it. You do not know him.
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