Uttering a few inarticulate ejaculations,—for he was completely out of breath,—
the fugitive placed a bundle in the arms of the carpenter, and, regardless of the
consternation he excited in the breast of that personage, who was almost
stupified with astonishment, he began to divest himself of a heavy horseman's
cloak, which he threw over Wood's shoulder, and, drawing his sword, seemed to
listen intently for the approach of his pursuers. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less
than a day now, less than twenty hours. The arrival of la tante Prudence late next day had changed all this, it is
true. The tension was
palpable. "I thought it best that you should imagine him. Drummond patted him on the shoulder. ’
‘Very much so,’ Gerald said, matching her tone, and at once forced the
discussion back to his own point of interest by adding, ‘I was particularly struck
by those poor Valades. Even our coarseness. . So am I.
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