" "Help me through at all hazards, Poll," cried Jack, straining towards the opening. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. 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. " Nor was this all. Dare you?” “Do you mean NOW?” “At the end of the session. I have suspected him of possessing a skeleton key to my apartments. He smiled complacently. ’ A peal of laughter came from the girl. "It would be a thousand pities, wouldn't it, to put so promising a lad out of the way?" "Devil!" exclaimed the knight fiercely, "Give me the paper.
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