It will be a dark night, and there's a mist rising already from the river.

I do not think there's much chance of our meeting any boats near those vessels." "No, indeed," Adolphe agreed.

"It makes me shiver to look at them.
There will be no boat out on the river to-night except ours.

Will you not come home with me, monsieur, until it is time to start?
You will need supper, for you must keep up your strength." Harry accepted the sailor's invitation; and after partaking of a meal with Adolphe and his wife, who was informed of the attempt which was about to be made, he sat looking quietly into the fire, arranging in his mind all the details of the enterprise, uttering many a silent but fervent prayer that he might be permitted to save the lives of the two girls.
Adolphe went in and out making his preparations.

At half-past eight he said, touching Harry on the shoulder: "It is time to start, monsieur.