"
"Perhaps if you pick her up and run with her, papa, as you did from the
danger below, she may allow it."
"She must go into the boat directly," said Captain Saucier; and the
negroes paid out the rope as he stalked to the screened corner.
Angelique leaned over the sill and the chill wilderness of waters. The
wind sung in her ears. She could not distinctly see Colonel Menard, and
there was such a sound of waves that she was not sure it was best to try
her voice against them. His man had an oar thrust into the broken window
below, and was thereby able to hold the boat against the current.
"Monsieur the colonel!" called Angelique; and she saw the swift removal
of his hat.
"Mademoiselle, have you been alarmed?"
"Yes, monsieur. Even my father was unable to do anything for the family
until you came. But it seems when we find one relief we get another
anxiety with it."
"What other anxiety have you now?"
"I am afraid you will be drowned trying to carry us out."
"My bel-o-ved, would you care?" said Pierre Menard, speaking English,
which his slave could not understand, and accenting on the first
syllable the name he gave her.
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