Gossip was the driving force in Sheila’s existence. “I do not lay claim,” he continued, “to any remarkable amount of insight, but it is possible, is it not, that I have stumbled upon your present cause of distress. Never since I was a girl have I seen your father so moved. . I refused to sign a petition in his behalf to the Recorder; not from any ill-will to him, but because it was prepared by a person whom I particularly dislike— Captain Darrell. It was true. 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. But his glance roved, to the door through which Ruth had gone, to Enschede's drooping back. . "I guess who you mean," rejoined Shotbolt. “You have put all your life in my hands,” he declared. “Fighting goes with loads of its own baggage, John.
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