The lantern was on the ground inside, ready. “You are a funny, a very funny young lady,” he said, “but we waste time here. Wood, with a message for Lady Trafford. There was something in Jonathan's manner, as he issued this command, that struck the man as singular, and he afterwards recalled it. He has got five minutes' start of you. “This is all madness,” she declared wearily. "A friend," replied Jonathan, uncocking the pistol, and placing it in his pocket. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. .
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