He perceived clearly enough, that the chase was moving quickly; and he was also aware, from the increased rapidity with which the oars were urged, that every exertion was made on board to get out of the reach of her pursuers. Yet her embarrassment was only a passing thing. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. The fair boy in the audience who had waved was yet another suitor. Tell me a story—with apple-blossoms in it—about people who are happy. But about the unknown Englishman she was not so satisfied.
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