"
"Gem'men o' the votch!" cried Sharples, as loudly as a wheezy cough would
permit him, "my noble pris'ner—ough! ough;—the Markis o' Slaughterford
——"
Further speech was cut short by a volley of execrations from the angry guardians
of the night. She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge
joyously. Fancying they were alone, Sir Rowland threw aside his cloak, and produced a
heavy bag of money, which he flung upon the table; and, when Wild had feasted
his greedy eyes sufficiently upon its golden contents, he handed him a pocketbook filled with notes. "
"It is a diamond," said the lady, in an agony of distress,—"the child!"
"A diamond! Here, take the kid," cried Blueskin, slipping the infant adroitly
under her scarf. ‘Jacques!’
He stopped, but he did not turn. “Our interest lies in heading them off. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the
scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. . Is there?”
“Nothing,” said Ann Veronica, with a radiant face.
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