"The guerrillas are outside, clamoring for you.

I have locked the doors, but I can not keep them out long." Jordan had thrown himself on the bed with his clothes on.

He knew that he was liable to be surprised, and in such an event time was most valuable.

Though awakened from a sound sleep, he had all his wits about him.
"Thank you," said he.

"I have a favor to ask in the name of our cause." "Be quick, then," said the woman.