. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. Nab and Quilt to the door! Jack, you are my prisoner. He did not notice that Ann Veronica was preoccupied and heavy-eyed. A door led to the inner room; and it was evident from the peals of merriment, and other noises, that, ever and anon, resounded from within, that this chamber was occupied by the Marquis and his friends.
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