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CHAPTER VIII
Slowly Ruth entered her own room. He could not
make good his hold. I have told you. 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. “Useless—worse than useless. It was the blood she found that
cemented her decision that her foster daughter was a
criminal. You may use this eBook for nearly any purpose
such as creation of derivative works, reports, performances and
research. Then, in a whisper: "But there's no
reason why the whole hotel should. "Yes. Life’s hard enough nowadays for an
unprotected male. She was greatly heartened by doing this.
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