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. And here's the proof. On a sudden, a change came over her countenance, which, up to this moment, had worn a smiling and satisfied expression. “Annabel! God in Heaven, it is Annabel!” She did not speak. " He held out his dry hard hand into which she placed hers. The cork came out with a loud pop, and Anna could not help wondering how it must sound to the patient little crowd outside. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. "There were some marks near the window; but whether recently made or not could not be ascertained," replied Winifred.
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