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The farmer took them in willingly enough, and boasted that they could not have found a safer hiding-place in all Poland, which, indeed, seemed true enough. For none but expert and reckless boatmen would attempt to cross the river now. Nevertheless, Kosmaroff made the passage to the mainland before mid-day, and set off on foot to Plock.
"I'll turn the hands out," he said, "and we'll get to sea on the ebb. But I'll have to send ashore for a pilot." "No," answered Kosmaroff, rising and finishing his wine, "you need not do that. I can take you out to sea." The captain nodded curtly and went on deck, leaving Kosmaroff and Cartoner alone in the cabin in the silent presence of the man who had been the friend of both.
Cartoner turned, and with one finger made an imaginary design on the soft pile of the table-cloth. Captain Cable looked at it critically, and after a moment's reflection admitted in an absent voice that his hopes for eternity were exceedingly small. "You are too much for me," he said, after a pause. "You that deal in politics and the like." "And the other man's name is Kosmaroff," said Cartoner.
"I do not know," went on Kosmaroff, "if they will have arrested your father and sister; but I am quite sure that they will be in the palace now awaiting your return there. We must get away to-night." "Oh," answered Martin gayly, "it does not matter much about that. What I am thinking of are these four thousand men waiting out here in the rain. How are we to get them to their homes in Warsaw?"
Can I help you to find your father?" "Thank you," answered Netty, without concealing her surprise. "I think my uncle went out of the larger gate, and it seems impossible to get at him. Perhaps " "Yes," answered Kosmaroff, "I will show you another way with pleasure. Then that tall gentleman is not your father?" "No. Mr. Mangles is my uncle," replied Netty, following her companion. "Ah, that is Mr.
"You mean," said the prince, suddenly roused to anger, "that Martin and I are put upon our good behavior that our lives are safe only so long as we are not seen speaking to Cartoner, or are not suspected of having any communication with him." And Kosmaroff was silent. He had ceased eating, and had laid aside his knife and fork.
And Captain Cable snorted at the suggestion. "Sailed with a crew of Germans," he answered; "I understand a bit, and I know a few words. I know the German for d n your eyes, and handy words like that." "Then," said Kosmaroff, addressing the gentle-eyed man, "we had better continue our talk in German. Captain Cable is a man who likes plain dealing."
And Kosmaroff had no answer to this question. Beneath the trees on the low, wet land inside the fortifications they found their men drawn up in a double line. There were evidences of military organization and training in their bearing and formation.
"I lost five at Praga," muttered an elderly man, who had the subdued manner of the toiler. "That is enough for me." "It is well to remember Praga," returned Kosmaroff, in a hard monotone. "It is well to remember that the Muscovites have never kept their word! There is much to remember!" And a murmur of unforgetfulness came from the listeners.
"That was not my text that was Wanda's," answered the prince. "Ah!" said Kosmaroff, looking towards Wanda. "Is that so? Then I will take it. I believe in Wanda's views of life. She has a vast experience." "I have been to Dresden and to London," answered Wanda, "and a woman always sees much more than a man." "Always?" asked Kosmaroff, with his one-sided smile. "Always."
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