"Off with him to Newgate!" cried Jonathan. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks grew pale. “I won’t have you quarrelling and crying in the Avenue,” he said. " "If you stir, I'll call him!" rejoined Winifred. It’s the public entrance. 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. " "So have we all. "Well, my pretty dears," he added, "—to see your husband, eh? You must make the most of your time. Ah Cum made a movement as though to follow, but reconsidered. “Don’t come nearer!” she said.
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