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Advancing towards the Master, and claiming an audience, which was instantly
granted, Jonathan, without much circumlocution, related the sum of the strange
story he had just learnt from Wood, omitting nothing except a few trifling
particulars, which he thought it politic to keep back; and, with this view, he said
not a word of there being any probability of capturing the fugitive, but, on the
contrary, roundly asserted that his informant had witnessed that person's escape. Right now my heart is
occupied. “Don’t let them know I’m
here. There was little more here than a sideboard, a chest for the vestments, and a
simple wooden chair. Knew something was up. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved
over his head to cheer on his companions. "I can escape to France. When she tried to speak she found it difficult. ”
She shivered. For a stunned moment, Emile did not speak. ‘You did not find Gosse,
that is seen, but—’
‘Gosse? Gosse? Who’s this here Gosse then?’
‘He is the Frenchman of whom I told you. For a while he threatened her. "
"Except me, dear," insinuated Edgeworth Bess. But, perhaps Mr.
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