"Don't be angry with me, Thames," continued Sheppard, in a tone calculated, as he thought, to appease his companion's indignation. Then, seeing Melusine’s feathered beaver had fallen to the floor, picked that up for her. "Curse you! Where are the bailiffs? Rot you! have you lost your tongue? Devil seize you! you could bawl loud enough a moment ago!" "Silence, Blueskin!" interposed an authoritative voice, immediately behind the ruffian. She struggled fiercely not to give way. " "No doubt," rejoined Wild, with a sneer; "but don't let all the world know it.
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