59 He was not present during the night the next morning, or the next, or the next. Noiselessly, his booted feet stepping with careful restraint, he started forward, signalling to Roding to follow. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. But was it Faith? That is what she was this day going to find out. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. He looked at her for a moment in a puzzled sort of way. I've a child here whom I wish to convey across the water without loss of time.
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