But make no noise. If we
are discovered, it means death for us--death. Come, give me your hand.
Slowly. Tread softly. See, here is the boat. I will get in first. We
shall not be heard upon the water. So."
And the fellow led me, half-dazed, down to the bank of a broad, dark
river which I could just distinguish--he led me to an unknown bourne.
CHAPTER XI
THE CASTLE OF THE TERROR
The big Finn had, I found, tied up his horses, and in the heavy old boat
he rowed me down the swollen river which ran swift and turbulent around
a sudden bend and then seemed to open out to a great width. In the
starlight I could distinguish that it stretched gray and level to a
distance, and that the opposite bank was fringed with pines.
"Where are we going?" I asked my guide in a low voice. But he only
whispered:
"Hush! Excellency! Remain patient, and you shall see the young
Englishwoman."
So I sat in the boat, while he allowed it to drift with the current,
steering it with the great heavy oars.
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