" "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. "Red apples and snow!" he repeated. " "If you will not take me, I'll find some guide who will. "You don't recollect me, I presume?" premised the stranger, taking a seat. Apparently he did not see his recent companions. "Otherwise you will not get your morning's sleep. Dear me, what a difference it has made! No one would ever think that we were sisters. I was in Lancashire, at our family seat, at the time you mention. He drew an awed breath. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me. Sheppard from his elevated position.
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