By morning you may even have
grown so charitable as not to know who it was that tied you up.
Good-night."
He stepped out and closed the door.
To unlock the ferry, and pull himself across the swift-running
waters, on which the faint moonlight was making a silver ripple,
were matters that engaged not more than six or seven minutes. He
drove the nose of the boat through the decaying sedges that fringed
the southern bank of the stream, sprang ashore, and made the little
craft secure. Then, missing the footpath in the dark, he struck
out across a sodden meadow in quest of the road.
BOOK II:
CHAPTER I
THE TRESPASSERS
Coming presently upon the Redon road, Andre-Louis, obeying instinct
rather than reason, turned his face to the south, and plodded
wearily and mechanically forward. He had no clear idea of whither
he was going, or of whither he should go. All that imported at the
moment was to put as great a distance as possible between Gavrillac
and himself.
He had a vague, half-formed notion of returning to Nantes; and
there, by employing the newly found weapon of his oratory, excite
the people into sheltering him as the first victim of the
persecution he had foreseen, and against which he had sworn them to
take up arms.
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