Huxtable,
that spy will find you out. If, on the other hand, you leave the city
before he comes (taking your departure by other means than the railway,
of course) you put him in the same predicament as the clerk--you defy
him to find a fresh trace of you. There is my brief abstract of your
present position. What do you think of it?"
"I think it has one defect," said Magdalen. "It ends in nothing."
"Pardon me," retorted the captain. "It ends in an arrangement for your
safe departure, and in a plan for the entire gratification of your
wishes in the direction of the stage. Both drawn from the resources of
my own experience, and both waiting a word from you, to be poured forth
immediately in the fullest detail."
"I think I know what that word is," replied Magdalen, looking at him
attentively.
"Charmed to hear it, I am sure. You have only to say, 'Captain Wragge,
take charge of me'--and my plans are yours from that moment."
"I will take to-night to consider your proposal," she said, after an
instant's reflection. "You shall have my answer to-morrow morning."
Captain Wragge looked a little disappointed. He had not expected the
reservation on his side to be met so composedly by a reservation on
hers.
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