She had not felt comfortable in his presence from the first, and with Leonardo’s precepts in mind, was loath to trust 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. He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. "Pick up that blade, Nab," vociferated Wild, finding himself hotly pressed, "and stab him.
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