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She stepped into his arms. If the boy was legging it alone…. But you——” Something seemed to catch his breath. "I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't stand any more of that nonsense. Whisky kills him suddenly; it does not sap him gradually. "Set it down, I tell you," thundered Blueskin, "or I shall do it a mischief. "I have killed you," cried Jack, endeavouring to staunch the effusion of blood from her breast. She was the actress his whim had chosen to play a passive part. 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. ” She controlled a sob.
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