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2 THE PRISONER. 98 he requested his captors to name the price of his ransom, and they should be paid whatever they demanded; but ape fallen into inexoralje hands—men who, though b in lifs, were pure in principle, and whose integrity and patriot- to North Castle, the nearest military station of the Americans, and delivered him into the custody of the commander, Colonel Jameson, who immediately dispatched a messenger with the suspicious papers to General Washington, at Hartford. In the mean time, André preserved the incognito of John Ander- eon, and, by his winning address, induced the commander ‘o permit him to write to Arnold, ostensibly to inform him of the uselessness of his pass, but really to warn him of Qn the night of that turbulent day, the footsteps of Andre, ys he paced the floor of the room in which he was confined, ed to the measured tread of the sentinels who guarded the apon the couch in search of the forgetfulness of slumbe=; but bis ay oh ein ‘these efforts to exhaust untiring vv awe who contemplated the petrayal of the independence of country: How dreary does man’s crime render woman’s comlclbooks.com "