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"You are pleased to be sympathetic, my lord," I riposted, "whereby you do no credit to my common sense." He took short breaths and then reflected a minute or two, during which I clinked a soft tattoo with my iron wristlets, and eyed him joyously. He was there a free lordling, I was here a chained rebel, but I had him set. "I have a proposal to make to you, Mr. Wheatman," he said at length.
"Will you give yourself the trouble to sit down, M. le Marquis?" I riposted blandly. He called me names rude names! but I took no notice of that . . . and he sat down. "Now!" he said once more. "What is it you desire to know, M. le Marquis?" I queried. "Why you interfered in my affairs last night?" "Do you complain?" I asked. "No," he admitted reluctantly, "but I don't understand your object."
"Then I will not receive her," said Sir James. Mary started up. "Nor will Mary receive her," he added, half turning towards her. Mary Maxwell sat back at once. She thought she understood what he meant now. Ralph stared at his father a moment before he too understood. Then he saw the point, and riposted deftly. He shrugged his shoulders ostentatiously as if to shake off responsibility.
It isn't merely the 'whole blessed thing' that's keeping an eaglet of your feather alone in an improbable nest like this it's some one particular thing. In my time," she sighed, "it would have been a woman." "And no wonder," riposted John, with a flowery bow. "You're very good but you confuse the issue," said she. "In my time the world was young and romantic.
Every day I'll arrange to meet you, either at the latter place or somewhere half-way, and hear what news you may have to tell me. And mind, Ratichon," he added sternly, "it means running straight, or the reward will slip through our fingers." I chose to ignore the coarse insinuation, and only riposted quietly: "I must have money on account.
He got no further, became helpless with coughing. Esther, quite instinctively, pushed the carafe of water towards him. "Nothing of the sort!" riposted Merri sententiously. "The wench stays here!" Both Esther and Jack had much ado to suppress an involuntary cry of relief, which at this unexpected pronouncement had risen to their lips. The man with the cough tried to protest.
Ingrow, stabbing at Bardon's stout ribs with slender fingers, riposted: "And our Bardon has a merry invention." Brilliana looked commands and entreaties at the row of jolly, laughing faces. "Do not play the sphinx with me," she pleaded. Rufus immediately made himself interpreter of the mirth.
"I will tell you this much, citizen Tournefort," broke in Chauvelin with some acerbity, "that though we have traced the diamonds and the thief so far, we have, through your folly last night, lost complete track of the ci-devant Comtesse de Sucy and of the man Bertin. We want Rateau to show us where they are." "I understand," murmured the other meekly. "That's a mercy!" riposted Chauvelin dryly.
"To show you that the service you allude to is now paid," she riposted sternly. "By reproaching me you have taken payment, and by insulting me you have stamped out my gratitude." "A most convenient logic yours," he mocked. "I am cast aside like an outworn garment, and the garment is accounted paid for because through much hard usage it has come to look a little threadbare."
Without I brought the ring they would not admit me inside their door. They were so terrified with all the citizen's threats of the guillotine." "And now you say the ring has disappeared. Since when?" "Well, citizen," replied Jeannette blandly, "since you took poor Paul Mole into custody." "What do you mean?" Chauvelin riposted. "What had Paul Mole to do with the child and the ring?"
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