A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. I find it impossible to associate you with—my little friend of the ‘Ambassador’s. "It's the skull of a rebel," said Jonathan, with marked emphasis on the word, "blown by the wind from a spike on the bridge above us. "I will set about it instantly.
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