"Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. ‘Hang it all, Mrs Sindlesham is right! You are two of a kind. Go away now, there’s a good lad. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. He might have supposed the fellow would be eager to be rid of the tale, for that he might have longer to enjoy the amenities of the Triumphal Chariot where the meeting had been appointed. "Yes; and I hope you'll take ample vengeance upon him," said Quilt. “Dear me!” he said. "Come away!" he cried, with the roar of a demon. Mr.
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