" "Gem'men o' the votch!" cried Sharples, as loudly as a wheezy cough would permit him, "my noble pris'ner—ough! ough;—the Markis o' Slaughterford ——" Further speech was cut short by a volley of execrations from the angry guardians of the night. "I'm never satisfied with a first attempt. " "Away with him!" cried Jonathan. ’ She paused, struggling for the word. " "True, and I shan't be easy till my turn arrives. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. “Concern me!” she repeated fiercely. “I would give my life for you. ‘You are rude, and stupide, and altogether a person with whom I do not wish to speak. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. The robbers proceeded singly, and kept on the grass skirting the road, so that no noise was made by their horses' feet. ” He gave the note to the parlormaid the next morning in an inadvertent, casual manner just as he was leaving the house to catch his London train. To-morrow, when she returned to Hong-Kong, she would purchase a simple but modern dress.
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