I will go to London." "You will come back ?" "Yes--in five days, if I live." "I believe you," she said quietly.

"You never lied to me.

When you return we will know what to do." Her manner was strangely quiet.

"A little trading schooner goes from Douarnenez to England to-morrow morning," she went on.

"There is a notice of it in the market-place.
That would save the journey to Paris.'" "Yes, that will do very well.