It was some unfamiliar tune, but when the Semi-drunk Painter heard it he rose unsteadily to his feet and began shuffling and dancing about, singing: 'Oh, we'll inwite you to the wedding, An' we'll 'ave a glorious time! Where the boys an' girls is a-dancing, An' we'll all get drunk on wine.' ''Ere! that's quite enough o' that!' cried the landlord, roughly.

'We don't want that row 'ere.' The Semi-drunk stopped, and looking stupidly at the Old Dear, sank abashed on to the seat again.
'Well, we may as well sit as stand--for a few minutes,' remarked Crass, suiting the action to the word.

The others followed his example.
At frequent intervals the bar was entered by fresh customers, most of them working men on their way home, who ordered and drank their pint or half-pint of ale or porter and left at once.

Bundy began reading the advertisement of the circus and menageries and a conversation ensued concerning the wonderful performances of the trained animals.

The Old Dear said that some of them had as much sense as human beings, and the manner with which he made this statement implied that he thought it was a testimonial to the sagacity of the brutes.