" "Well, well—wait awhile," returned Quilt; "his lordship won't forget you. "Oh no—no! You say this to terrify me—to try me. " "Enough!" rejoined Blueskin. Where is Father Spencer? I must have absolution. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself.
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