That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. But in a moment she believed she understood. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. "Where is he?" asked Jonathan. " "Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily. It wasn’t pretty. Three short days. "Vell," he growled, addressing Quilt, "you know who's here, I suppose?" "To be sure I do," replied Quilt; "my noble friend, the Marquis of Slaughterford.
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