" "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. John knew better. He certainly bore inspection. “You shall go,” he declared. Return to him, I say—" "I can't," replied Jack, doggedly. Impelled by a feeling, into which we shall not pause to inquire, the stranger started after them; but they were better mounted, and soon distanced him. With his chisel so fine, tra la! "There!" cried the boy, leaping from the stool, and drawing back a few paces on the bench to examine his performance,—"that'll do. ‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’ With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. "Hear the letter," said Ireton, breaking the seal.
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