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You’ll end there one day, mark my words. 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. And, if you hear any odd noise in the parlour, don't mind it. ” Miss Stanley turned to her. The poster is of ‘Alcide. Halloa, Ben!" cried he, shaking a broad-backed fellow, equipped in a short-skirted doublet, and having a badge upon his arm,—"scullers wanted. It was an odd little encounter, that left vague and dubitable impressions in her mind. "Ay, robbed him," reiterated Jonathan. Spurling, (for she it was,) either by her attractions of purse or person, had succeeded in moving the stony heart of Mr. ” Somewhat irrelevantly he glanced at the next few boxes where the rest of Mrs. Poor thing! how beautiful she looks! but how like death!" Deathlike, indeed, was the repose of the sleeper,—deathlike and deep.
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