D'Artagnan, the King Maker — page 78: what you’re looking at

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The Third Tenant. 69 “Lady Jacinta! they are coming!” Leaving his comrade to ttake ‘his place, he ran down the slope as fast as the clinging mist allowed him, bounding over stones, slipping on the moss and weed, sliding in the sand, but reaching the edge, and even wading into it in eagerness. The surge came up insiduously and ran back tumultu- ously, shaking him on his feet. By this time the transient hostess of the Petrel had come to the door. She tore down the cloth and stood out a little, though having no hood or cloak. “Thanks be!’ cried she. “It is they! I had bad dreams, too! They saw my signal, which was put out in time. They are answering my servant. How timely! how swiftly they have traveled! Emergency must press for such rapidity.” The lackey went in to his mid-thigh. So he and the man at the prow, who ‘had laid aside his fire lighter, clasped hands. ‘This steadied the ponderous boat. Two of the men made a bridge of their ashen oars, which reached the shore, and got a rest on a stone. The bow- man and the servant held this firmly. Up in the stern rose a woman, wrapped in ceases mantles and boat cloaks. She threw them off, walked along the thwarts, supported reverently by the rowers, and finally went to the land over the two shafts, with a sure foot, however unused to such a precarious means. She still wore a gown and thhood like a black peni- tent’s, letting only ther eyes be seen, shining gloriously. Here Sebio, coming out of the water, offered his arm with the utmost respect, and the two climbed the ascent to the place where the new hostess eagerly awaited her. If there were any awake in the village, it was impos- sible to perceive it, for the fog thickly enwrapped all. Hiaving disembarked the passenger, the galley was shoved off briskly, the men laid to the oars, and soon it disappeared in the shadow like a many-legged, creeping thing. The pilot must have had profound knowledge of the coast to steer among the beetling crags and those sticking up in the seething surge. (ONMIE OOO KS,(eo) im