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Updated: July 26, 2025
Captain Spade was the last to quit the house after extinguishing the lamp and closing the door behind him. In this way there was no reason to suppose that the inmates would be missed before morning. Gaydon was carried off in the same way as Thomas Roch had been. The two remaining sailors lifted him and bore him quietly but rapidly down the path to the door in the wall. The park was pitch dark.
If they could kidnap Gaydon, too, in conformity with the intentions of the Count d'Artigas, so much the better. If not Captain Spade crept stealthily to the window, and standing on tiptoe, looked in. Through an aperture in the curtain he could see all over the room.
Thomas Roch was the only patient in the establishment isolated and kept under special surveillance. All the other invalids lived in the main building, or occupied pavilions in the front of the park. The plan was to try and seize Roch and Gaydon separately and bind and gag them before they could cry out.
The square was frequented; its great fountain was playing; citizens were taking the air with their wives and children; the chief highway of the town ran through it; on one side stood the frescoed Rathhaus, and opposite to it there was a spacious inn. Wogan drew up at the doorway and saw that the hall was encumbered with baggage. "Gaydon would stop here," said he, and he dismounted.
Well, since you will be going, good-night. We shall meet, no doubt, in a certain house that overlooks the Tiber." "Hardly," said Gaydon, "since I leave Rome to-morrow." "Indeed? You leave Rome to-morrow?" said Whittington. "I would I were as fortunate," and he jerked his thumb dolefully towards the Caprara Palace.
I want an explanation and mean to have it. "By what right, sir?" I begin. "By the right of might," replies the Count. Then he turns on his heel, and Thomas Roch is carried below. Perhaps should circumstances render it necessary I may be induced to tell the Count d'Artigas that I am Simon Hart, the engineer. Who knows but what I may receive more consideration than if I remain Warder Gaydon?
"We four against a nation, against half Europe!" O'Toole simply crossed to a corner of the room, picked up his sword and buckled it to his waist. "I am ready," said he. Wogan turned round in his chair and smiled. "I know that," said he. "So are we all all ready; is not that so, my friends? We four are ready." And he looked to Misset and to Gaydon.
This guardian lived in the same pavilion, slept in the same room with him, and kept constant watch upon him, never leaving him for an hour. He hung upon the lightest words uttered by the patient in the course of his hallucinations, which generally occurred in the intermediary state between sleeping and waking watched and listened while he dreamed. This guardian was known as Gaydon.
"'Riches stolen and stained with blood, if you like 'I ought to understand that this question of liberty cannot be settled in accordance with my desires." It is useless to argue the point under these conditions, and I switch the conversation on to another line. "May I ask," I continue, "how you came to find out that Gaydon, the warder, was Simon Hart, the engineer?"
"Do you indeed remember that?" cried Wogan, with so much pleasure that Gaydon stirred in his corner, and Clementina said, "Hush!" Wogan waited in a suspense lest Gaydon should wake up, which, to be sure, would be the most inconsiderate thing in the world. Gaydon, however, settled himself more comfortably, and in a little his regular breathing might be heard again.
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