The boat had been plying between Deptford and the Bridge, looking for George, since early evening.

We recognized it by its long sweeps, and when we hailed it, we received the password and drew alongside.
All this time Frances had been allowed to sit in the bottom of the boat, she having assured us that she had taken no injury, but as we approached the French boat she arose, and when I asked her if she was hurt, she said, "No." When I asked her if she had the treaty, she replied, holding out her hand to George:-- "Yes, here it is.

It would have been a pity, indeed, to have lost it after all our trouble." As we drew alongside the French boat, Hamilton whispered to Frances:-- "You have nothing to fear from the king.

This affair shows him in a light so ridiculous that he will not care to make it public, and besides, he will not want to return the hundred thousand pounds.

You will be safe in London, and I shall write to you just as soon as I return to France.