‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen. You will make her suffer. "Ay, Sir, from the Secretary of State, for your arrest! You're charged with hightreason. "Sign this," he said, pushing the document towards Sir Rowland. “Heaven knows!” said Mr. ” “You seem to have said just what had to be said. "Don't mention it," returned Wood, in the conciliatory tone of one who admits he has been in the wrong; "your explanation is perfectly satisfactory. 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. " The hint was not lost upon Wood. ‘The wretch said nothing to anyone. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. I’ve never had these crying fits before. Sir Rowland laid his hand upon his sword.
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