Plote was sleeping or deaf. ‘What do
you mean?’
‘You should have gone to Charvill. "Release your prisoner," continued Wood, "or the window is opened. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and
found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a
couple of farming-men. You'll live to hate chicken; and
the man in you will rise up and demand strong drink. We have a great
deal to discuss, you and I. She could run away from him, if she wished, as
she had run away from her father; she could carry out the original adventure. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where
she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid
Yolande might serve Miss Charvill. Cursing himself for his inertness, Jack soon
shook off this drowsiness, and set to work in earnest.
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