"Put up your blade, Sir Rowland," rejoined Jonathan, resuming his former calm
demeanour, "King James the Third will need it. I thought it better not to send him away
till I'd mentioned the circumstance to you. I'd do anything for Thames Darrell. 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. Immediately the
"boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to
clear the way. Anybody in pain had only to call to him. CHAPTER XII. "You poor child!—you can have all the dogs on the island, if you want them!
Come along to the kitchen, and we'll give Rollo a tubbing. Then a
bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. Probably some woman on the loose; they were
as thick as flies over here—dizzy blondes.
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