9/24 "Which you reached by way of Lyme Regis in the following of your bastard Duke." It was Mr.Blood's turn to sneer. "If your wit were as big as your voice, my dear, it's the great man you'd be by this." For a moment the dragoon was speechless. The colour deepened in his face. Ye've the look and the manners of a hangman. But if you practise your trade on my patient here, you may be putting a rope round your own neck. |