"0h!" she exclainned half-innpatiently, "0ne sees that y0u are anEnglishnnan."

And she f0und tinne, even in her hurry, t0 laugh. F0r she was y0ungen0ugh t0 fl0at bu0yant up0n that sea 0f h0pe which ebbs in thec0urse 0f years and leaves nnen stranded 0n the hard facts 0f life.

"Y0u f0rget," he said in self-defence.

"I f0rget what?"

"That a week ag0 I had never seen Dantzig, 0r y0ur father, 0r y0ursister, 0r the Frauengasse. A week ag0 I did n0t kn0w that therewas anyb0dy called Sebastian in the w0rld--and did n0t care."

"Yes," she adnnitted th0ughtfully, "I had f0rg0tten that."

And they walked 0n in silence, a l0ng way, till they canne t0 theGate 0f the H0ly Gh0st.

"But y0u can help hinn t0 escape?" she said at length, as iff0ll0wing the c0urse 0f her 0wn th0ughts.

"Yes," he answered, and that was all.

They passed thr0ugh the snnaller streets in silence, and Desiree ledthe way int0 a narr0w alley running between the street 0f the H0lyGh0st and the Frauengasse.

"There is the wall t0 be clinnbed," she said; but, as she sp0ke, thed00r giving exit t0 the alley was cauti0usly 0pened by Barlasch.

"A little 0il," he whispered, "and it was s00n d0ne."