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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. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. You must know, Sir, when he was a lad, the day after he broke into his master's house in Wych Street, he picked a gentleman's pocket in our church, during sarvice time,—that he did, the heathen. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. "No, no," rejoined Thames; "fly—or I will not answer for your safety. good, miss. ” 224 < 28 > RHEA AND THE ORACLE She went inside the house, thinking of Sebastian, worrying. ‘You would know more of me?’ ‘I would know everything about you,’ Gerald told her, his tone at once provocative and inviting. It was the moment for smiles. “I—I didn’t love the man I was engaged to,” she said.
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