" Upon which, he plunged his oars deeply into the stream, and the bark shot from the strand. What of Gosse, whom those soldiers had allowed to escape? Hiding—or perhaps gone. She was greatly heartened by doing this. So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. ‘Gérard!’ ‘Yes, it’s I,’ he said, and grinned.
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