hands and face
are too white. But I was tanning my sails yesterday, and there is
some of the stuff left in the boiler; if you rub your hands and
face with that you will do well."

Harry took the advice, and the effect was to give him the appearance
of a lad whose face was bronzed by long exposure to the sea and
air.

"You will pass anywhere now," Pierre said approvingly. "I shall give
out that you belong to St. Nazaire, and are the son of a friend of
mine whose fishing-boat was lost in the last gale, and so you have
come to work for a time with me; no one would ask you any more.
Besides, we are all comrades, and hate the Reds, who have spoilt
our trade by killing all our best customers, so if they come asking
questions here they won't get a word out of anyone."

For ten days Harry lived with the fisherman. Adolphe had returned
in his lugger the day after his arrival there, and came over the
next evening to see him. He said that it would be some little time
before the lugger sailed again, but that if he was ready to start
before she sailed he would manage to procure him a passage in some
other craft. He said that he had already been talking to some of
the sailors on the wharves, and that they had promised to go to
the Tribunal when the girls were brought up before it, and that he
would manage to get news from a friend employed in the prison when
that would be.

Harry frequently went up in a boat to Nantes with Pierre with the
fish they had caught. He had no fear of being recognized, and did
not hesitate to land, though he seldom went far from the boat.
Adolphe was generally there, and he and two or three of his comrades,
who were in the secret, always hailed him as an old acquaintance,
so that had any of the spies of the Revolutionists been standing
there, no suspicion that Harry was other than he seemed would have
entered their minds.

One evening, three weeks after Harry's arrival at the hut, Adolphe
came in with his head bound up by a bandage.

"What is the matter, Adolphe?" Harry exclaimed.

"I have bad news for you, monsieur. I learned this morning that
mesdemoiselles were to-day to be brought before the Tribunal, and
we filled the hall with women and two or three score of sailors.
Mesdemoiselles were brought out. The young one seemed frightened,
but the elder was as calm and brave as if she feared nothing. They
were asked their names, and she said:

"'I am Jeanne de St. Caux, and this is my sister Virg