The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs. . . I’ll try to stay as long as I can. Rather would I have gone with Leonardo—and he wished me to do so. "Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan.
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