He decided to forestall the morning; he would dispatch the message at once.
Being one of those who suck joy from deceit, it gave Storri a thrill of supremest satisfaction to transact the duplicity of which she was to be one of the victims, in the unsuspecting presence of the San Reve.

The Storri vanity owned an appetite for two-faced triumphs of that feather.
Storri had departed; and the San Reve was thinking on her love for him, and how they would return together to the France she was sick to see.
The bell rang; it was the messenger lad in need of light.

The message did not specify the city; the lad had been told to return and have the omission supplied.
The San Reve took the message with the purpose of writing in "New York." She ran her gray-green eye over it.

The message read: Daniel Loughlin, Albion House, James Slip.
Get the men together at your place; I will meet them Friday.

They must go aboard at once, and take the yacht to Fortress Monroe.