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He breathed a little sigh of satisfaction. She looked away. “I was really interested in his stuff. 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. It occurred to Ann Veronica once that she had known him when he was younger, but day had followed day, and each had largely obliterated the impression of its predecessor. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then. Do you think that I shall ever make an actress, my friend?” “I doubt it,” he answered bluntly. ‘Come, I told you I wish to know everything about you. You’ll never even see me again, for that 268 matter. ” Ann Veronica was doing her best to follow him.
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