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He was halfway across the ballroom, where the dancing had ceased for the musicians to take a well-earned rest, when Roding pounced on him. 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. “Dear friend,” she said, “this is a matter which you must leave to me to do as I think best. I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. "Quilt Arnold called this morning to say so. Not entirely. Won't you, Jack?" "That I will," answered Sheppard, eagerly.
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