"Will he consent, to be searched?" inquired Jonathan. But for me it doesn’t matter. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. If he wants you, let him get you.
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