She
knew it was to be a long night, and her stomach turned
with the knowledge that Cathy and Larry Beck would be
waiting to pick her up after the questioning, which meant
they would be up all night despite the fact they both had
jobs to go to in the morning. “Hold on, she’s right here. 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. ‘Come inside at once, child. ”
He shook his head. They fell into step again. Though a thief,
Jack Sheppard is a man of his word. "
"A capital caricature that," remarked Thornhill, laughing. He’s a
prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is.
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