While Miller Loveday was saying 'Well done, Mr. Stanner!' at the
close of the thirteenth stanza, which seemed to be the last, and Mr.
Stanner was modestly expressing his regret that he could do no
better, a stentorian voice was heard outside the window shutter
repeating,

Rol'-li-cum ro'-rum, tol'-lol-lo'-rum,
Rol'-li-cum ro'-rum, tol'-lol-lay.

The company was silent in a moment at this reinforcement, and only
the military tried not to look surprised. While all wondered who
the singer could be somebody entered the porch; the door opened, and
in came a young man, about the size and weight of the Farnese
Hercules, in the uniform of the yeomanry cavalry.

''Tis young Squire Derriman, old Mr. Derriman's nephew,' murmured
voices in the background.

Without waiting to address anybody, or apparently seeing who were
gathered there, the colossal man waved his cap above his head and
went on in tones that shook the window-panes:--

When hus'-bands with' their wives' agree'.
And maids' won't wed' from mod'-es-ty',
Then lit'-tle Bo'-ney he'll pounce down',
And march' his men' on Lon'-don town'!

Chorus.--Rol'-li-cum ro'-rum, tol'-lol-lo'-rum,
Rol'-li-cum ro'-rum, tol'-lol-lay.