"
"Zounds!" exclaimed Quilt, "did you kill him?"
"Not quite," replied Terence, laughing; "but I brought him to his senses. It wouldn't do to say that she was from the hospital. “He must never know,” she would whisper to herself,
“he must never know. It mattered not whether she flunked the year as she
would soon be gone. She looked steadfastly out. Well, if she survives the accident—as the blood, who styles himself Sir
Cecil, fancies she may do—this ring will make my fortune by leading to the
discovery of the chief parties concerned in this strange affair. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and,
on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys
was collected in the yard. ”
Sir John smiled. “It’s magnificent!” He leaned back and regarded her with his head a little on
one side.
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