No daughter could have watched the father she loved more eagerly and closely than Hilda watched her life-long enemy--the man who had wrought such evil upon her and hers.

To save our own lives without him would be useless.

At all hazards, she must keep him alive, on the bare chance of a rescue.

If he died, there died with him the last hope of justice and redress.
As for Sebastian, after the first half-hour, during which he lay white and unconscious, he opened his eyes faintly, as we could see by the moonlight, and gazed around him with a strange, puzzled state of inquiry.

Then his senses returned to him by degrees.