By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. I. Capes flashed to an understanding of her intention, sprang to his feet, and opened the door for her retreat. "If any one's to blame, it's me. Half French. Then she turned, and entering the inner room, commenced to dress hastily for the street.
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