A Gentleman from Gascony: A Romance of the Huguenots — page 193: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER XxX. BY ROYAL COMMAND, KAOUL realized that it was to be a swim for life, and, although impeded by his clothes, he exerted all the strength of his muscular arms. The garrison was aroused—he knew that by the alarm bell—but the river was not wide at this part, and could he but reach the other side, it would go hard with him if he did not manage to elude his pursuers, before they would have time to cross by one of the bridges. Zip! a bullet whizzed passed him and struck the water just beyond, dashing showers of spray into his eyes. Instantly he dived beneath the surface and came up breathless some ten feet beyond. Half a dozen strokes, and he dragged himself, ex- hausted, out of the water on to the quay. So far, so good! Giving himself a hasty shake, he started hurriedly down the street. All was quiet, and no one was in sight. What had Pharos said? Just opposite the towers of Notre Dame! This must be the place. But where was the prom- ised aid? There was no time to lose. He would surely be fol- lowed, and in five minutes at the most the soldiers would come speeding across the Pont des Arts. Comichoo KS) (E@)