I managed to see Dulcibel for a few minutes to-day, and"-- "How is she ?" inquired Raymond eagerly.

"Does she suffer much ?" "Not very much I think.

No more than is necessary to save appearances.
She told me that the jailer was devoted to her.

He will meet you to-night after dark on the hill, to arrange matters." "Say that we get from the prison by midnight.

Then it will take at least three hours riding to reach Boston--though we shall not enter the town." "Three hours! Yes, four," commented his friend; "or even five if the night be dark and stormy; and such a night has manifest advantages.
Still, as I suppose you must wait for a northwest wind, that is pretty sure to be a clear one." "Yes, the main thing is to get out into the open sea.