The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. It was cramped even at the end of the passage. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. She could run away from him, if she wished, as she had run away from her father; she could carry out the original adventure. 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. ” “That’s a relief. " "I hadn't thought of that.
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