His shoulders relaxed and his gaze wavered. The vengeance of the assailants did not stop here. ’ ‘Capting Roding wouldn’t never command me to help no Frenchie,’ said the sergeant positively. But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. '" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. “How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way. He might solve the riddle. He looked across at Annabel, and he groaned. A quarter of an hour passed. “When we go indoors I will show you the offers I have refused,” she answered.
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