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FREEDOM. 91 about two feet high. They stood there, and looked out upon the city. An unusual stir could be noted in the streets, for that hourof the night. Men were hurrying by in the prqetent dismay, shouting to each other, “What means this ?” said Despard, in a whisper. “The English,” replied the jailer. “Hal Are they here ?” | “They are coming in force. D'Levi has been beaten back. from Quebec, after beating the enemy in the open field. Ab, bah! It is all over with us in Canada.” “Thank God,” said Despard. “I have waited and watched for this. That man loves France. Her honor and glory he has always placed before his own. Ican die contented, if France is beaten.” “ You would do better to see about your escape,” said the jailer, angrily. | ** You are right. How is it to be done from this point ?” “Easily enough. Here isarope. Tie it to this chimney.” They fastened it firmly, and drew the knot tight. .‘ Go down,” said Despard, waving his hand. “You first, my master,” replied Conrad; “and when. you reach the ground, wait not for me, but escape for your life,” _ Jt was not a time to dally. Despard dropped, over, the para- pet and slid to the earth. Conrad followed. The ‘Jailer re- mained upon the roof. Some one, wrapped in a cloak, re- ceived them below. “This way,’ said a low voice, “ What is this ?” cried some one at this moment.. ‘“ They escape. eu, camarades, feu /” A blaze of light. from a dozen muskets illuminated the scene. Despard saw tle person who had received him: stag- ger, and satisfied that he had received some hurt, caught him up in his arms, and calling to Conrad to follow, darted down a side street, toward the river, in the. way he expected, the English troops. He knew that, by this time, they must have been pushed far up the island, end he hoped to find some of their ontposts. He was not Lainie aio a dees wie ‘cried in English : _ “ Who goes there ?” Comicoooks.con