" "Gem'men o' the votch!" cried Sharples, as loudly as a wheezy cough would permit him, "my noble pris'ner—ough! ough;—the Markis o' Slaughterford ——" Further speech was cut short by a volley of execrations from the angry guardians of the night. She approached this field with her usual liveliness of apprehension. . "Don't speak ill of him behind his back, father," interposed Thames. " "Didn't want any lectures spoiling a good time. ” “You know all?” “Your sister has told me. But, rather than be the cause of any further misunderstanding between you and my benefactor, I will leave London and its neighbourhood for ever. "He's safe enough, I assure you. You are—or rather you were——” he corrected himself with an unpleasant little laugh, “Miss Pellissier, eh?” A little sensation followed upon his words.
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