Sir Andrew knew that Blakeney would brave any danger, run the wildest risks sooner than break it, and with Chauvelin at his very heels, would make a final attempt, however desperate, to rescue those who trusted in him.
"Faith, Sir Andrew," said Marguerite at last, making brave efforts to dry her tears, "you are right, and I would not now shame myself by trying to dissuade him from doing his duty.

As you say, I should plead in vain.

God grant him strength and ability," she added fervently and resolutely, "to outwit his pursuers.

He will not refuse to take you with him, perhaps, when he starts on his noble work; between you, you will have cunning as well as valour! God guard you both! In the meanwhile I think we should lose no time.

I still believe that his safety depends upon his knowing that Chauvelin is on his track." "Undoubtedly.