CHAPTER XXVII

IN WHICH IS VERIFIED THE ADAGE OF THE CUP AND THE LIP Now as he sat thus, plunged in thought, he heard the voice of one who approached intoning a familiar chant or refrain--the voice was harsh, albeit not unmusical, and the words of the chant were these-- "When I am dead, diddle diddle, as well may hap, Bury me deep, diddle diddle, under the tap, Under the tap, diddle diddle, I'll tell you----" "Lord," exclaimed the singer, breaking off suddenly, "be that you, Mr. Belloo, sir?" "Yea, in good sooth, Adam, the …