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I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. Lucy pinned her hair off her neck and hoped it would make her to look decidedly older. “I’m a big boy, you know. It arises, I think, from an over developed sense of humour. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his throat. "Farewell!" cried Jack, embracing them. 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. If you live, well and good; if you die, well and good. The doctor here says he can get you aboard to-morrow night.

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