"I think that the first part will end soon. As far as I could find out as we travelled through the country, and in Paris, even the mob are getting sick of this terrible bloodshed. That feeling will get stronger, until finally I believe that Robespierre and his gang will be overturned. What will come after that, I don't know. One may hope that some strong man will rise, drive out the Convention, and establish a fixed government. After that, I should say that no one can guess what will follow." "There is one consolation, monsieur. No change can be for the worse." "That is absolutely certain." He went to the galley. "Well, cook, when are you going to let us have some breakfast? I am famishing, for I have eaten nothing since twelve o'clock yesterday." "It will be ready in twenty minutes, monsieur. I was just going to ask you if you would call the ladies, or whether you will take the cafe au lait and eggs to their door." "I will go and ask them." He went and knocked at the cabin door. "Patsey, cafe au lait will be ready in twenty minutes. Will you and Madame Flambard take it in your cabin, or come into the saloon?" "I am just dressed, and shall be up on deck with Louis in two or three minutes. Madame Flambard will not get up. It is her first voyage, and she will not take anything to eat." He was just going to knock at the merchant's door, when there was a shout from within: "I have heard what you are saying, and shall be dressed in ten minutes." Patsey was soon on deck. "This is splendid, Leigh! And now that we have got away so wonderfully, I feel more hopeful than I have done before that Jean, also, will have made his escape. "Well, Louis, what do you think of this? You had better keep hold of your uncle's hand, as well as mine, or you may get a nasty tumble." "Nasty, bad ship, mama?" "It is because the wind is blowing hard, and the sea is rough. We had smooth water on our last voyage, you know." "Louis not like him," he said positively; "very bad ship." "You will be all right, if you keep hold of your uncle's hand. He will walk up and down with you." "This is good, indeed," Monsieur Flambard said. "If we go on as well as we have begun, we shall have nothing to grumble at." The voyage to Ushant was accomplished without any adventure. The lugger was so evidently French that two or three privateers, who passed close by, paid no attention to them; and although they saw the sails of more than one British cruiser, they either escaped observation or were considered too insignificant to be chased. On the voyage they had agreed that, when they came to Ushant, they would be guided by the wind. If it continued to blow as it had done, from the east, it would be a great loss of time to beat in to Saint Malo, and they would be within sight of England long before they could make in there.