" "To be sure! Nothing entertains me so much. To-morrow, we'll go to the Fleet and get spliced. 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. He realized that he was committed to the path across the fields, an uninteresting walk at the best of times. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. I’ve got a streak of male. “You could tell me but you’d have to kill me?” He asked with a sardonic grin on his face. On receiving the warning note from the ostler, Jack Sheppard and his companion left Willesden, and taking—as a blind—the direction of Harrow, returned at nightfall by a by-lane to Neasdon, and put up at a little public-house called the Spotted Dog. “The walk has given me an appetite, and I do not feel like waiting till five o’clock.
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