She is gone, you may safely swear;
She has given you the slip, d'you hear?
She has left you alone in your wrath,—
And she's off and away, with a glorious start,
To the home of her choice, with the man of her heart,
By the Night Mail North!
Wh———ish R———ush
Wh——-ish r———ush.——-
"What's all that hullabaloo?
"Keep fast the gates there-who is this