The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. “A wonderful piece of work,” he declared. 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. " "Faix, then we'll do it in style," cried the fellow. ‘So now you will please to go away and leave me to my business. "You'll not forget the thousand, Sir Rowland—short accounts, you know. Wood, was pronounced by that lady to be very much sprained; and she, forthwith, proceeded to bathe it with a reddish-coloured lotion. Before her was a great Gothic portal. “Do you know why they are estranged?” Lucy asked. As the secret door opened, the sounds within the house came at once to her ears: the tramping of feet above, and the hoarse voices echoing through the mansion.
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