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Denys guard me from such feeble opposites as thou! and above all from their weak arms--thou diabolical young hypocrite." The river took many turns, and this sometimes brought the wind on their side instead of right astern.

Then they all moved to the weather side to prevent the boat heeling over too much all but a child of about five years old, the grandson of the boatman, and his darling; this urchin had slipped on board at the moment of starting, and being too light to affect the boat's trim, was above, or rather below, the laws of navigation.
They sailed merrily on, little conscious that they were pursued by a whole posse of constables armed with the bailiff's writ, and that their pursuers were coming up with them; for if the wind was strong, so was the current.
And now Gerard suddenly remembered that this was a very good way to Rome, but not to Burgundy.

"Oh, Denys," said he, with an almost alarmed look, "this is not your road." "I know it," said Denys quietly; "but what can I do?
I cannot leave thee till the fever leaves thee; and it is on thee still, for thou art both red and white by turns; I have watched thee.

I must e'en go on to Cologne, I doubt, and then strike across." "Thank Heaven," said Gerard joyfully.

He added eagerly, with a little touch of self-deception, "'Twere a sin to be so near Cologne and not see it.