"Be silent," said Jonathan, striding deliberately into the room; "these cries will avail you nothing. Mike answered the door while still toweling his hands dry. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. He smiled tenderly. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. I sent my check for ten thousand; and it has cost me six thousand to find you.
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