"Fly, Captain—fly!"
Aroused to a sense of the possibility of escape, Jack, who had viewed the deadly
assault with savage satisfaction, burst from his captors and made for the door. I refused to sign a petition in his behalf to the Recorder; not from any ill-will to
him, but because it was prepared by a person whom I particularly dislike—
Captain Darrell. Taking hold of the hilt of his own foil, he
drew it forth. By the side of her plate was a small
key. She
heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as
she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through
the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the
ground. Byby. ”
“Well, I take it we’re straight again,” said Capes with a note of relief, and
assumed an easier position on the edge of her table.
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