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Without whisky," went on McClintock, "your irritability is beyond tolerance. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. " "Depend upon it, Sir. A feeling of inexplicable awe crept over the carpenter as the sounds died away. He kissed her fingers and grinned. 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. ’ She flounced back to stare out of the window again. She would then partially recall the items that she had heard about him, presenting each at the angle that was the most likely to inflict pain.
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