"The devil you have!" thundered a voice from behind, that filled the apprentice with dismay. Jack hastily retreated, and taking the first means of concealment that occurred to him, descended the cellar steps. " "Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the square here. Mere hangers on. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. As he pocketed it, her open palm reached out and slapped his cheek. A victim of one of those mental typhoons that scatter irretrievably the barriers of instinct and breeding; and he had gone on the rocks all in a moment.
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