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Mary Anerley

CHAPTER VII
20/24

And she felt how unkind it was to keep him any longer in a place where the muzzle of a gun, with a man behind it, might appear at any moment.

But he, having plentiful breath again, was at home with himself to spend it.
"Fair young lady," he began, for he saw that Mary liked to be called a lady, because it was a novelty, "owing more than I ever can pay you already, may I ask a little more?
Then it is that, on your way down to the sea, you would just pick up (if you should chance to see it) the fellow ring to this, and perhaps you will look at this to know it by.
The one that was shot away flew against a stone just on the left of the mouth of the Dike, but I durst not stop to look for it, and I must not go back that way now.

It is more to me than a hatful of gold, though nobody else would give a crown for it." "And they really shot away one of your ear-rings?
Careless, cruel, wasteful men! What could they have been thinking of ?" "They were thinking of getting what is called 'blood-money.' One hundred pounds for Robin Lyth.

Dead or alive--one hundred pounds." "It makes me shiver, with the sun upon me.

Of course they must offer money for--for people.


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