‘I should never have told you. Having heard from Thames that you were better, and that your sole anxiety was about me, I came to give you the first intelligence of my escape. “I like your brother better than any other man I know,” Anna said at last. 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. She dare not risk it. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. “Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?” He seemed deaf to her interruption. The Ragged Edge.
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