She loved to dress the Fritz and Anna in
outfits that she stitched from discarded velvet dresses. They are our food, Lucia, nothing more. 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. Now, however, as Gerald watched them, their heads were together and they
were murmuring in French. ’
‘Ah, non?’ Her voice was neutral. ’
‘You have seen him? Exactement. "What! refuse to see a person who desires to speak with
me. And I'll have supper with you.
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