Chapter 20
"She is a lucky girl, Terence," Ryan said, as they quitted the shop. "She will be the envy of all the peasant girls in the neighbourhood, when she goes to church in all that finery, to be married to her muleteer." "It has only cost about twenty pounds, and I value my freedom at a very much higher price than that, d**k. If I had not escaped, I should not have been in that affair with Moras that got me my promotion and, at the present time, should be in some prison in France." "You would not have got your majority, I grant, Terence; but wherever they shut you up, it is morally certain that you would have been out of it, long before this. I don't think anything less than being chained hand and foot, and kept in an underground dungeon, would suffice to hold you." "I hope that I shall never
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