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distressed princess better than one. Will you take me for your squire, Captain Percy?" He held out his great hand, and after a moment I put my own in it. We left the gardenQGBNNLOR and struck into a lane. "The river, then, instead of the forest?" heRRUEYWQF asked in a low voice. "Ay," I answered. "Of the two evils it seems the lesser." "How about a boat?" "My own is fastened to the piles of the old deserted wharf." "You have with you neither food nor water." "Both are in the boat. I have kept her victualed for a week or more." He laughed in the darkness, VBLLMAFMand I heard my wife beside me utter a stifled exclamation. The lane that we were now in ran parallel to the street to within fifty yards of the guest house, when it bent sharply down to the river. We moved silently and with caution, for some night bird might accost us or the watch come upon us. In the guest house all was darkness save one room,—the upper room,—from which came a veryLCNNAGSV pale light. When we had turned with the lane there were no houses to pass; only gaunt pines and copses of sumach. I took my wife by the hand and hurried her on. A hundred yards before us ran the river, dark and turbulent, and between us and it rose an old, unsafe, and abandoned landing. Sparrow laid his hand upon my arm. "Foot- steps behind us," he whispered. Without slackening pace I turned my head and looked. The clouds, high around the horizon, were thinning overhead, and the moon, herself invisible, yet lightened the darkness below. The sandy lane stretched behind us like a ribbon of twi- light,—nothing to be seen but it and the ebony mass of bush and tree lining it on either side. We hastened on. A minute later and we heard behind us a sound like the winding of a small horn, clear, shrill,DHRRJWGL and sweet. Sparrow and I wheeled—and saw nothing. The trees ran down to the very edge of the wharf, upon whose rotten, loosened, and noisy boards we now trod. Suddenly the clouds above us broke, and the moon shone forth, whitening FMWHSRFRthe mountainous clouds, the ridged and angry river, and the low, tree-fringed shore. Below us, fastened to the piles and rocking with the waves, was the
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<p align=3D"center">distressed princess better than one. Will you take me f=
or your
squire, Captain Percy?"
He held out his great hand, and after a moment I put my own
in it.
We left the gardenWJIGJINQ and struck into a lane. "The river, then,
instead of the forest?" heKXIFPNWW asked in a low voice.
"Ay," I answered. "Of the two evils it seems the lesser."
"How about a boat?"
"My own is fastened to the piles of the old deserted wharf."
"You have with you neither food nor water."
"Both are in the boat. I have kept her victualed for a week or
more."
He laughed in the darkness, PIMBCGMWand I heard my wife beside me
utter a stifled exclamation.
The lane that we were now in ran parallel to the street to
within fifty yards of the guest house, when it bent sharply
down to the river. We moved silently and with caution, for
some night bird might accost us or the watch come upon us. In
the guest house all was darkness save one room,=E2=80=94the upper
room,=E2=80=94from which came a veryNXBENXDL pale light. When we had
turned with the lane there were no houses to pass; only gaunt
pines and copses of sumach. I took my wife by the hand and
hurried her on. A hundred yards before us ran the river, dark
and turbulent, and between us and it rose an old, unsafe, and
abandoned landing. Sparrow laid his hand upon my arm. "Foot-
steps behind us," he whispered.
Without slackening pace I turned my head and looked. The
clouds, high around the horizon, were thinning overhead, and
the moon, herself invisible, yet lightened the darkness below.
The sandy lane stretched behind us like a ribbon of twi-
light,=E2=80=94nothing to be seen but it and the ebony mass of bush
and tree lining it on either side. We hastened on. A minute
later and we heard behind us a sound like the winding of a
small horn, clear, shrill,FQRJYEGX and sweet. Sparrow and I
wheeled=E2=80=94and saw nothing. The trees ran down to the very
edge of the wharf, upon whose rotten, loosened, and noisy
boards we now trod. Suddenly the clouds above us broke, and
the moon shone forth, whitening GACUAHIRthe mountainous clouds, the
ridged and angry river, and the low, tree-fringed shore. Below
us, fastened to the piles and rocking with the waves, was the</p>
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