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CHAPTER IX. THE BIRTH OF THE DEATH-DAWN We durst not swim to the nearest landing, just beyond the bow of the big flag-ship we had so unceremoniously quitted, fearing our efforts to stem the current might attract the attention of some watcher on board. So permitting myself to drift silently beneath the vessel's stern, without the stir of a limb to disturb the water, I was soon well away from the great black shadow.
Without a word De Noyan followed.
Yet time was far too precious to permit long drifting, and at the earliest moment I dared the venture we turned aside, striking out boldly for the shore. "We must move rapidly, Chevalier, to make up lost time," I cautioned briefly, wading out, dripping, upon the bank. "Are the streets patrolled by the Dons ?" "Ay! although not as thoroughly as when the Spaniards first landed.
We shall require to exercise caution." "Where do you take me? There can be no safe hiding spot in New Orleans ?" "I know none.
We go to the rear of a long row of tobacco sheds near the North Gate.
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