To-morrow the escort will come in with the prisoners, and if I can get it they will bring the pass.
But, missie, remember the five hundred pounds.

If you do not speak to your uncle about that I shall be even with him.

Almighty! what a thing it is to have a good heart, and to love to help your friends! Well, good-day, good-day," and off he cantered on his fat pony, his broad face shining with a look of unutterable benevolence.
Jess cast a look of contempt after him, and then went on towards the camp to fetch the rations.
When she returned to "The Palatial," she told John what had taken place, and suggested that it would be as well, in case there should be a favourable reply to her request, to have everything prepared for a start.

Accordingly, the cart was brought down and stood outside "The Palatial," where John unscrewed the patent caps and filled them with castor-oil, and ordered Mouti to keep the horses, which were all in health, though "poor" from want of proper food, well within hail.
Meanwhile, old Hans pursued the jerky tenour of his way for an hour or so, till he came in sight of a small red house.
Presently, from the shadow in front of the red house emerged a rider, mounted on a powerful black horse.

The horseman--a stern, handsome, bearded man--put his hand above his eyes to shade them from the sun, and gazed up the road.