With horrible convulsion to and fro,
He tugged, he shook, till down they came, and drew
The whole roof after them, with burst of thunder,
Upon the heads of all who sat beneath."
"Psha!" said Julia, blushing modestly, "can't you let me go?" Sweet Julia, I had got her in my arms.
"But where," said I, "is Mr. Tims?"
"Mr. who?" said she.
"The Man-Mountain."
"Mr. Tims!—Man-Mountain!" resumed Julia, with unfeigned surprise. "I know of no such persons. How jocular you are to-night—not to say how ill-bred, for you have been asleep for the last five minutes!"
"Sweet, sweet Julia!"