‘Parbleu, the bullet is still inside you,’ Melusine guessed, remembering how
the Mother Abbess had diagnosed Leonardo’s suffering when he had first come
to the convent. “You are making your dress?”
“Such as it is. "
"Merciful providence!" exclaimed the female. 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. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!"
"Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. "I hear you plotting with your wicked associates," cried Mrs.
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