"Have a moment's patience, Sir Rowland," returned Wild; "and you shall hear. I got to have you under guard in the gatehouse, I can see that. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. I have counted you, and always hoped to count you, the best of my friends. This individual apparently met with some impediment to his further progress; for he had not proceeded many steps when he turned suddenly about, and darted up the passage in which Wood stood. The cloth nearly touches the floor. But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. That place was closed by the police last month. Her patience was waning fast.
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