I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. Sir Rowland, who had continued absorbed in thought, with his eyes fixed upon the sloop, as she made her way slowly down the river, disembarked more leisurely. It was Blueskin. She heard Gianfrancesco arguing with Sebastianus. "He had been many years in this country before his assassination took place. He ate of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the water, poured the rest on the floor. Coming from the gloom of the passage, even the corridors seemed sufficiently illuminated for them to see their way. She led him up the long hall solemnly. One wants helpers and protectors—and clean water. I’ll protect you!” He cried.
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