By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. ’ ‘Yes, but I have not gone,’ Melusine said impatiently. “I saw his face in a mirror. "'Sblood!" cried Jonathan, who had listened to the foregoing conversation with angry wonder, "I've been nicely done here.
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