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"But your heart," he cried fiercely, "is his! Your heart, which you told

me in the hing tearfully, and her hands hovered over

him "It has come back! And it is on my lips"

And she leant over and kissed hidonty of a woman's heart

An hour later there was a stir in the village on the mainland Lanthorns

began to flit to and fro Sulkilyfor

the road It was far to Challans, farther to Lege--ue to Ponts de Ce and the Loire The aily southwards on the scent of spoil and revenge turned their

backs on the castle with many a sullen oath and word They burned a

hovel or two, and stripped such as they spared, after the fashion of the

day; and it had gone ill with the peasant woman who fell into their

hands Fortunately, under cover of the previous night every soul had

escaped fro

the sand-dunes; and as the troopers rode up the path froreen valley, where their horses shied from the bodies of the

o

Or to mark the man who rode last, the man of the white face--scarred on

the te eyes, who paused on the brow of the hill,Chapter

and, before he passed beyond, cursed with quivering lips the foe who had

escaped him The words were lost, as soon as spoken, in the murmur of

the sea on the causeway; the sea, fit eardless of blessing or cursing, good or ill will, nor spared

one jot of ebb or flow because a puny creature had spoken to the night