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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. Things haven't gone quite as smoothly as I anticipated; but they might have been worse. Sheppard. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. Shari was snoring soundly. "Did you ever see the like of her?" "No," answered McClintock, gravely. The girl only smiled at him serenely, but she laid her hand for a moment quietly upon his. “In a sense—yes. Take your half loaf with the others.
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