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And he had taken advantage of Svensen's devotion and obedience to impress on him the paramount importance of his solitary behest. "Let no hypocritical prayers be chanted over my dumb corpse," he had said. "My blood would ooze from me at every pore were I touched by the fingers of a Lutheran!

Svensen's narrations of his Arctic explorations, and greatly revered him, said, "But I don't believe he's done anything." "Not done a get-away, you mean? Well now, why should he, after all? Perhaps he fell right into this deep lake after dining, and couldn't get out, poveretto. Yet he was a real fine swimmer they say." "Most improbable," said Henry, who had dismissed that hypothesis already.

This; that Svensen's will not be the only disappearance at Geneva. For what would be the use of getting rid of one man only, however prominent? The Assembly, after the first shock, would proceed with its doings. But what if man after man were to disappear?

She felt perfectly convinced that Svensen had made away with his master's body by some mysterious rite connected with pagan belief, she knew that Gueldmar himself, according to rumor, had buried his own wife in some unknown spot, with strange and weird ceremonials, but she was inclined to be tolerant, and glancing at Svensen's grave, pained face from time to time as she sat beside him in the sledge, she resolved to ask him no more questions on the subject, but to accept and support, if necessary, the theory he had so emphatically set forth, namely, the mystical evanishment of the corpse by some supernatural agency.

At the same moment a small, stealthy tongue of red flame curled up through the deck from the hold, and Gueldmar, observing this, smiled. "I see thou hast redeemed thine oath," he said, gratefully pressing Svensen's hand. "'Tis the last act of thine allegiance, may the gods reward thy faithfulness! Peace be with thee! we shall meet hereafter.

As soon as the Gueldmars were on board, the anchor was weighed with many a cheery and musical cry from the sailors; the wheel revolved rapidly under Valdemar Svensen's firm hand, and with a grand outward sweeping curtsy to the majestic Fjord she left behind her, the Eulalie steamed away, cutting a glittering line of white foam through the smooth water as she went, and threading her way swiftly among the clustering picturesque islands, while the inhabitants of every little farm and hamlet on the shores, stopped for a while in their occupations to stare at the superb vessel, and to dreamily envy the wealth of the English Herren who could afford to pass the summer months in such luxury and idleness.