Sure! there is naught to hinder us.

Chauvelin and his gang have not yet arrived." "Nay, madam! that I fear we do not know." "What do you mean ?" "He was at Dover at the same time that we were." "Held up by the same storm, which kept us from starting." "Exactly.

But--I did not speak of it before, for I feared to alarm you--I saw him on the beach not five minutes before we embarked.
At least, I swore to myself at the time that it was himself; he was disguised as a CURE, so that Satan, his own guardian, would scarce have known him.

But I heard him then, bargaining for a vessel to take him swiftly to Calais; and he must have set sail less than an hour after we did." Marguerite's face had quickly lost its look of joy.

The terrible danger in which Percy stood, now that he was actually on French soil, became suddenly and horribly clear to her.