The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. Her heart full of dread, she dragged on it. On their return, the jailers raised up Jonathan, who was weltering in his blood, and who appeared to be dying. ‘Jacques,’ she said, turning to the lad, and holding the habit out, ‘take this for me and leave it in the passage where we have left the lantern. Oh! my dear, dear son, be warned in time. It was true. ’ ‘And your precious vicomte didn’t wish for the English one,’ said Charvill, acid in his voice. ‘How in God’s name did the wretched fellow get in then?’ ‘Dug a tunnel?’ suggested Gerald, halting next to a pair of French windows at the front. “Now,” he said, quietly, “it’s time we stopped this nonsense. For some time he could not stir, but felt sick and exhausted. But, urged by his wife's cries, who was more anxious for the preservation of her child's life than her own, he snatched up the infant, and made his escape from the back of the premises.
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