“One can talk without undertones, so to speak,” said Ramage. "Her ladyship—" faltered the attendant. “I hope nothing is wrong. The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares. "No," replied Jonathan, moodily. On beholding the intruders, his fears changed to exultation, and he uttered a roar of satisfaction as he glared at them, which could only be likened to the cry of some savage denizen of the plains. ‘That little kiss cost him his sanctuary, my girl, and don’t you forget it.
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