You ought
to have at least three clear days to double on your
trace before you cross the frontier."
"You needn't be afraid," he answered, smiling;
"I may get taken further on, but not at the frontier.
Once in the hills I am as safe as here; there's
not a smuggler in the Apennines that would betray me.
What I am not quite sure about is how you are to get across."
"Oh, that is very simple! I shall take Louisa
Wright's passport and go for a holiday. No one
knows me in the Romagna, but every spy knows you."
"F-fortunately, so does every smuggler."
She took out her watch.
"Half-past two. We have the afternoon and
evening, then, if you are to start to-night."
"Then the best thing will be for me to go home
and settle everything now, and arrange about
a good horse. I shall ride in to San Lorenzo; it
will be safer."
"But it won't be safe at all to hire a horse. The
owner will-----"
"I shan't hire one. I know a man that will lend
me a horse, and that can be trusted. He has done
things for me before.
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