"Hell-hounds!" he cried; "release me!" At the same moment, Quilt Arnold rushed forward with such haste, that, stumbling over William Morgan, he precipitated him into the grave. For what could be more ironical than for Howard Spurlock to see himself grow famous under the name of Taber? The ambrosia of which he had so happily dreamt!—and this gall and wormwood! He stood up and rapped his pipe on the rail. CHAPTER XXVI. " "Very well, Sir," replied Austin, rising and walking towards them. Sheppard, with a vehemence that shook even the hardened wretch beside her, "begone, and tempt me not. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. ‘Parbleu, that pig, he will ruin all. Stanley,’ I said. If you owe your confinement to me, you shall owe your liberation to me, also.
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