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approval whereupon the Captain bowed, shot his ruffles again, said 'Haw!' and sat down. "Alton, 'tis now your turn!" Up rose the Marquis, tossed off his glass, fished a somewhat crumpled paper from his pocket and incontinent gave tongue: "A song I sing in praise of Bet I sing a song o' she, sirs O let the ploughboy curse and sweat But what is that to me, sirs? My bully boys, brave bully boys But what is that to me, sirs?" "Here's that misfortunate ploughboy sweating again!" sighed Alvaston, while Sir Benjamin choked with wine and indignant horror: "Hold, od's my life--Alton, hold!" he gasped. "Heaven save us, what's all this? 'Twill never do----" "Sink me, Ben--why not?" "Because it sounds like nothing in the world but a low drinking catch, sir, mingled and confused with a vulgar hunting-snatch." "Nay, you'll find it betters as it goes--heark'ee!" "I love the pretty birds to hear; The horn upon the hill But when my buxom Bet appear Her voice is sweeter still Brave boys! Her voice is sweeter still! "The fish that doth in water swim Though burnished bright he be Doth all his scaly splendours dim If Bet he chance to see. Brave boys! If Bet he chance to see. "There's joy----" "Ha' you got much more, Harry?" enquired Alvaston mournfully. "O demme yes, when I get my leg over Pegasus, Bob, 'tis hard to dismount me." "There's joy in riding of a horse That bottom hath and pace But better still I love of course Bet's witching, handsome face. Brave boys! Bet's witching, handsome face! "E'en as the----" "Hold a minute, Harry! You're givin' us a treatise on natural hist'ry, sure?" "How so, Bob?" "Well, you've sung 'bout a bird, 'n' fish, 'n' beast--why ignore the humble reptile? If you've got any more you might give us a rhyme 'bout vermin----" "Demme, Bob, so I have! Heark'ee:" "E'en as the small but gamesome flea On her white neck might frisk, sirs Could I be there--then, e'en as he My life, like him, I'd risk, sirs. My bully boys, brave bully boys My life, like him, I'd risk, sirs!" Pandemonium broke forth; bottles rolled, glasses fell unheeded and shivered upon the floor while the long room roared with Gargantuan laughter, rising waves of merriment wherein Sir Benjamin's indignant outburst was wholly drowned and his rapping was lost and all unheeded. Howbeit, having broken two glasses and
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