Holgrave suddenly rose from his knees and withdrew to the farthest corner of the cell. Margaret continued to kneel, and raised her burning eyes towards the judge with terrified astonishment."A cowman's girl!" he groaned, "at Eggs Hole, too, where they d?an't know plums from damsons! Marry her! I'd sooner have Albert and his wenches.""'Pray am I to remove this dirt?'Did you ever hear such pr?aperness and denticalness?all short and soft lik the Squire himself. You wash out all that mucky sharn, my lad, if that's wot you mean."He took her hand, and forgot to be angry because she had laughed."Of course, being a prostitute, she'd be closer to Nature than a respectable person."Black Jack then buried his face in his hands for some minutes, meditating how he should supply the place of the defunct Beauchamp. In vain he racked his brain; he knew many who would accept the offer, but they were untried.He went to where the fuse lay like a snake in the grass, and struck his flint.