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140 last night to the cottage where they sell wine, in a fright at some dark figure he had seen hovering about. I had my own thoughts, and, by old stories of his early cowardice, raised a laugh, and hoped the dark figure was forgotten. But there were others besides ourselves—two strangers, whose business here has puzzled us all; they left this morning; and from what they said at parting, the old house will be filled with soldiers before midnight. The idea is abroad that Don Henriquez has sought shelter here." "Thank God it is not so," gasped his daughter.

"Are there any papers of importance?" "None—none." "Then, lady, collect any valuables you can hastily, and prepare for a retreat with me. Your arrest was spoken of—and you know rough measures are used when a secret is in the case." The thoughts of torture, imprisonment, separation from all she loved, made Beatrice's heart die within her—almost helplessly she clung to the old man's arm. She loved, and to her life now was valuable. "Nay, nay, my poor girl, you must not want