CHAPTER XXXII. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. "Where am I to take it to?" asked Sheppard. ’ ‘I don’t know,’ confessed Gerald. He returned, blue towel in hand. \"Today's Friday, isn't it?\" Lucy remembered. And he had gone away without knowing the truth! "My proa boys are ready; the wind is brisk; and in an hour we shall be beyond all pursuit. She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. I'll put a brace of dogs on your track, who'll soon hunt you down. .
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