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Rh. Thus have I passed the three weeks!” He ceased to speak, and for a while they sat  silent, hoping, doubting, fearing for the future, yet rejoicing that they were at last together.

“But now thou must go to bed, Jacqueline,” said Gysbert at length. “Thou art wearied out and sleep will do thee good.”  Obediently she crept into the bed in the little  room, dropped asleep almost as soon as her  head touched the pillow, and never woke till  the sun was streaming in at the small window high overhead. Rising and donning the clothes that were now dry, she hurried into  the next room to get the first glimpse at her  brother.

He was indeed a remarkable sight, as he lay in bed exhibiting his horribly blotched  face and hands. It would have taken a keen eye, so cleverly had he executed this dreadful decoration, to detect it as false.

“Thou must pretend to be greatly alarmed about me, Jacqueline, should they interview