” He hesitated, and went off at a tangent. “He is very kind, Anna, really, and not half such a prig as he seems. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. It was lent me by a countryman o' mine; but I paid him back in his own coin—ha! ha!" "A countryman of yours, Terry?" "Ay, and a noble one, too, Quilt—more's the pity! You've heard of the Marquis of Slaughterford, belike?" "Of course; who has not? He's the leader of the Mohocks, the general of the Scourers, the prince of rakes, the friend of the surgeons and glaziers, the terror of your tribe, and the idol of the girls!" "That's him to a hair?" cried Terence, rapturously. There was a case, or something, some years ago. I'll leave these out, and to-morrow you can read them through. Grudgingly he admired her. “I would give my life for you. This path, bordered on each side by high privet hedges of the most beautiful green, soon brought them to a stile. ” He dared, his nostrils flaring. They were both conscious, however, that something had intervened between them. His room was last at the end of one winding corner.
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