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Updated: June 26, 2025
"Faith, sor, I fancied I had that divvle, your fri'nd, the markiss, sure, be the throat," said he, with a feeble attempt at a grin and biting his lips to keep in his feelings while he dropped his arms, which he had been whirling round his head like a maniac only just before. "By the powers, wouldn't I throttle the baste swately, if I had hould of him once in these two hands of mine!"
You promised to show me that stunner, and I walked more than eleven mile with you through the cussedest jungle I ever see, a hunting for it; but the tree you showed me finally warn't as big around as a beer cask, and you know that your own self, Markiss." "Hear the man talk! Of course the tree was reduced that way, but didn't I explain it?
'Dear me! said the mother. 'I knew him before he was weaned. The duchess suckled him herself, which shows her heart is very true; for they may say what they like, but if another's milk is in your child's veins, he seems, in a sort of way, as much her bairn as your own. 'Mother's milk makes a true born Englishman, said the father; 'and I make no doubt our young markiss will prove the same.
"A dook 'e must be," said a small street boy in a loud stage whisper to a dray-man for small street-boys are sown broadcast in London, and turn up at all places on every occasion, "or p'raps," he added on reflection, "'e's on'y a markiss." "Now then," said Giles to the dray-man with a motion of the hand that caused him to move on, while he cast a look on the boy which induced him to move off.
Now, in three-quarters of an hour's time or so, the duke and duchess, and the young markiss, and all of them, will come on the terrace. So you be alive, and draw near, and get a good place. I must look after these people.
You promised to show me that stunner, and I walked more than eleven mile with you through the cussedest jungle I ever see, a hunting for it; but the tree you showed me finally warn't as big around as a beer cask, and you know that your own self, Markiss." "Hear the man talk! Of course the tree was reduced that way, but didn't I explain it?
"I suppose she didn't like such doings." "What can a lord be doing in such a place as that," asked Clara, " coming so often, you know? And one that has to be a Markiss, which is much more than a lord. One thing is quite certain. It can't mean that he is going to marry Marion Fay?" With this assurance Clara Demijohn comforted herself as best she might.
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