D'Ri and I by Irving Bacheller
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page 207 of 261 (79%)
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There was a moment of silence. "My _dear_ sir," he went on presently, "this ground is quite familiar to me. I slept in this very chamber long ago. But that is not here nor there. Day after to-morrow, a little before midnight, the ladies will be riding on the shore pike. You could meet them and bring them out to a schooner, I suppose--if--" He stopped again, puffing thoughtfully. "If we could agree," he went on. "Now this would be my view of it: You let me send a messenger for the ladies. You would have to take them by force somehow; but, you know, I could make it easy--arrange the time and place, no house near, no soldiers, no resistence but that of the driver, who should not share our confidence--no danger. You take them to the boats and bring them over; but, first--" He paused again, looking at the smokerings above his head in a dreamy manner. "'First,'" my chief repeated. "Well," said he, leaning toward him with a little gesture, "to me the word of a gentleman is sacred. I know you are both gentlemen. I ask for your word of honor." "To what effect?" the general queried. "That you will put us safely on British soil within a day after the |
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