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Rh the door. I could hear no noise of its closing behind him. He vanished from my sight.

Abandoning my ladder,—I saw I did not need it now,—I swam to the side of the bridge, and climbed halfway up the steps. There I hung, with my sword in my hand, listening eagerly. The duke's room was shuttered and dark. There was a light in the window on the opposite side of the bridge. Not a sound broke the silence, till half-past one chimed from the great clock in the tower of the château.

There were other plots than mine afoot in the castle that night.