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CHAPTER XX.

A Ship in Sight — Fear of Separation.

Ove evening during Philip’s convalescence, and whilst
he was reposing in his refreshing arbour, and wondering
that Charles could be so long away, the latter suddenly
entered. —

“Rejoice, Philip, rejoice,” he cried out, “I have thig
moment beheld a ship; and I am almost breathless, so
eager was I to bring you the good news.” ,

“Ts that all?” said Philip, rather mournfully.

“ By no means,” replied the count ; “for 1 mounted to
the top of the rock, and waved my handkerchief as a sig-
nal of distress ; the vessel is making for our island, and
we shall again see France, I hope.”.

Sad and pensive, Philip participated not in his joyous
feelings,

“Why so sad? the count exclaimed. “Are you
grieved at the prospect of returning to your native land ?