“Kindly explain it to me. She wanted him so badly it hurt. "Quilt Arnold called this morning to say so. Besides, it was not the lodgekeeper’s business to know that “other matters” included a reluctance on Gerald’s part to allow his little company to conduct the search without him, and he’d had an engagement this morning. Let me take the satchel, sir. He had just passed through a terrific physical test. My, um, my curfew. She had never even brought a friend home in her time at the Becks, let alone been asked on dates. ’ ‘As a matter of fact, it isn’t,’ conceded Gerald. ‘Mademoiselle. The Ragged Edge. That—that isn’t living! You are beside yourself. 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. We have both tried hard to develop it—you and I —and we have failed. —I do not congratulate you on your success.
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