“John, that is what you say now. It was all highly
intriguing. “I thought I saw her in town to-day,” he said. ’
‘But the general gave his permission. I didn’t ought to
have sent for him. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something,
Gerald! Anything to calm him down. "Och! he's a broth of a boy!"
"Why, I thought he'd broken your head, Terry?"
"Phooh! that's nothing? A piece o' plaster'll set all to rights; and Terry
O'Flaherty's not the boy to care for the stroke of a supple-jack. Got you interested in something, then? Would you like a peg?"
"No. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?”
“He—he worships the ground you tread on. 225
“Sebastianus. Uttering a terrible imprecation, Blueskin placed the knife between his teeth, and
endeavoured to seize the poor woman by the throat. ”
Ann Veronica said nothing, and Miss Klegg went on: “He very often IS—
most unfair. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper
folded round his throat.
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