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 "Bah," she exclaimed, with a significant grin, "I told you, you could not get off from Blankenberg, and that I should see you again; sit down, we will have coffee, and then talk over matters;" at the same time ordering her son, a lad about twelve years of age, to look out of the door and let her know when he saw any one coming; she then rose and dressed herself. We were recommencing a train of compliments, for the purpose of bringing about the truth, when she exclaimed, "Hold your tongues, I knew that you were English gentlemen the moment I saw you." The whole tenor of her familiar and pithy style of address, convinced us of her sincerity, and we immediately offered her one hundred pounds, to be divided between her and any boatmen who would undertake to land us and our comrades in England, or put us on board an English vessel. "Comrades," she exclaimed, "what comrades?" We replied, there were two others in the neighbouring wood, anxiously waiting our return, "Call them instantly," she said, "and twenty others if they are