It's a trick to catch us, but, thank God, we cannot be caught." "Yet I think Ralph ought to know; that is, if we can tell him," said Rotha.

She was still clinging to the rannel-tree over the ingle.

Her face, which had been flushed, was now ashy pale, and her lips were compressed.
"He would deliver himself up.

I know him too well; I cannot doubt what he would do," said Willy.
"Still, I think he ought to know," said Rotha.

The girl was speaking in a low tone, but with every accent of resolution.
"He would be denied the pardon if he obtained the indemnity.