htm or 524-h. " "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. Beware of him, my son! Beware of him! You know not what villany he is capable of. But I am always afraid that he may get in while I am away. " "If I do, I care not," rejoined Wild; "I shall have lived to see you hanged. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. ’ ‘You wouldn’t,’ agreed Mrs Sindlesham. She’s naïve, and yet uncannily shrewd at times, and you daren’t rely on anything she says. And the first day, you shall have three morsels of barley bread, without any drink; and the second day, you shall be allowed to drink as much as you can, at three times, of the water that is next to the prisondoor, except running-water, without any bread. This is retribution. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout.
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