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Rh it. He sailed for Spain again a week ago. He was very anxious about your father's escape. I suppose his Eccellenza Inglese was one of those, too, who want to set the world to rights?" Sailed for Spain! Her heart died within her; unconsciously she grasped the cup of water—a feeling as of suffocation was in her throat—but her hand trembled too much to raise it. Strong as emotion is, small things control it: she caught Caterina's eyes fixed on her with an expression of discovery, and triumph in her disappointment; the tears were forced back, and her steadied hand raised the water to her lips. What an effort it cost her to swallow it! Her voice was somewhat lower, but it was calm, when she again turned to Signor Pachetti, who had been too much occupied with his fish for remark—"Mr. Lorraine—did he leave with you any directions?" "He gave me the address of the great bankers here; they were to forward any news to London, whither he was to go after a short stay in Spain. He left a letter for your father, in case he arrived here after his departure." "That letter I will take into my own charge—and I shall trouble you with another to the