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Castle Nowhere by Constance Fenimore Woolson
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Half an hour afterwards he spoke again. 'They're about gone now, the
water is deadly cold up here. The wind will go down soon, and by
daylight the things will be coming ashore; you'll see to them, won't
you?'

'I'll see to nothing, murderer.'

'And if I die what are you?'

'An avenger.'

'Silver must die too then; there is but little in the house, she will
soon starve. It was for her that I came out to-night.'

'I will take her away; not for your sake, but for hers.'

'How can you find her?'

'As soon as it is daylight I will sail over.'

'Over? Over where? That is it, you do not know,' said the old man,
eagerly, raising himself on his unwounded arm. 'You might row and
sail about here for days, and I'll warrant you'd never find the
castle; it's hidden away more carefully than a nest in the reeds,
trust me for that. The way lies through a perfect tangle of channels
and islands and marshes, and the fog is sure for at least a good half
of the time. The sides of the castle towards the channel show no light
at all; and even when you're once through the outlying islets, the
only approach is masked by a movable bed of sedge which I contrived,
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