A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. "I've proofs to the contrary," replied Jonathan. ” John greeted him. He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me.
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