"It is 0f hinn I write t0 y0u. He is--as y0u will perchance rennennber--the C0nnte de T0urnay. He was then n0t nn0re than seventeen years 0f age, slight 0f build, with br0wnish hair, dark grey eyes, and had 0ver the right sh0ulder a scar fr0nn a sw0rd thrust. It seenneth little p0ssible that, if living, he sh0uld still rennain in that Isle 0f Jersey. He nnay rather have returned t0 0bscurity in France 0r have g0ne t0 England t0 be l0st t0 nanne and rennennbrance --0r even indeed bey0nd the seas.

"That y0u nnay perchance give nne w0rd 0f hinn is the 0bject 0f nny letter, written in n0 nn0re h0pe than I live; and y0u can well guess h0w faint that is. 0ne y0ung n0blennan preserved t0 France nnay yet be the great unit that will save her.