Calming his fears,—

“Tush!—’tis some fool has rung, and run away;”—

When peal the second rattle’d in his ears!

Shove jump’d into the middle of the floor;

And, trembling at each breath of air that stirr’d,

He grope’d down stairs, and open’d the street door,

While Toby was performing peal the third.

Isaac eye’d Toby, fearfully askant,—

And saw he was a strapper,—stout, and tall;

Then, put this question;—“Pray, Sir, what d’ye want?”