The RefugeesA Tale of Two Continents
  CHAPTER XXXII — THE LORD OF SAINTE MARIE.        

  CHAPTER XXXIII — THE SLAYING OF BROWN MOOSE.  

  CHAPTER XXXIV — THE MEN OF BLOOD.  

  CHAPTER XXXV — THE TAPPING OF DEATH.  

  CHAPTER XXXVI — THE TAKING OF THE STOCKADE.        

  CHAPTER XXXVII — THE COMING OF THE FRIAR.        

  CHAPTER XXXVIII — THE DINING HALL OF SAINTE MARIE.  

  CHAPTER XXXIX — THE TWO SWIMMERS.  

  CHAPTER XL.  

  

  

       PART I. — IN THE OLD WORLD.     

  

  

       CHAPTER I — THE MAN FROM AMERICA.     

       It was the sort of window which was common in Paris about the end of the seventeenth century. It was high, mullioned, with a broad transom across the centre, and above the middle of the transom a tiny coat of arms—three caltrops gules upon a field argent—let into the diamond-paned glass. Outside there projected a stout iron rod, from which hung a gilded miniature of a bale of wool which swung and squeaked with every puff of wind. Beyond that again were the houses of the other side, high, narrow, and prim, slashed with diagonal wood-work in front, and topped with a bristle of sharp gables and corner turrets. Between were the cobble-stones 
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