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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: gaol for you, sweetheart."
A spasm of fury crossed the face of Blake. "They may have me, and
welcome, when I've told my tale," said he. "Let me but tell of Anthony
Wilding's lurking here, and not only Anthony Wilding, but all the rest
of you are doomed for harbouring him. You know the law, I think," he
mocked them, for Lady Horton, Diana, and Richard, who had come up, stood
now a pace or so away in deepest wonder. "You shall know it better
before the night is out, and better still before next Sunday's come."
"Tush!" said Trenchard, and quoted, "`There's none but Anthony may
conquer Anthony.'"
"`Tis clear," said Wilding, "you take me for a rebel. An odd mistake!
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