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"Let me pass!" she cried

"To Chichester?"

"Yes--God help o!"

"Get back into the chaise, o to save my brother--"

"Not this way!"

"Oh!" she cried passionately, "you force it upon o to him! Dear heaven! there is no

other way, let o--you must--you shall!"

"Go back into the chaise, ently but, as she stared up at hiht of the lanterns and, in that

ht, for now she beheld hiure, bare-headed, torn, and

splashed with rim of mouth, and in his eyes a look she had

once dreaazed,

Barnabas spoke again and motioned with his pistol hand

"Get back into the chaise, h her face was hidden now, he knew

that she eeping "I' on, now--to Ashleydown, to save

Ronald, to redeeave ouro!"

"My lady," said Barnabas, in the saet back

into the chaise"

"And let Ronald die--and such a death! Never! oh never!"