Chapter 53

‘Giles,’ commanded Campion, ‘pull straight if you don’t want us all murdered, and stay out, whatever you hear. If that dear old stowaway of yours makes any noise, for the love you bear his daughter, dot him on the head with an oar.’ Giles had known Campion for many years. So far he had never disobeyed him. This, he realized, was quite obviously the last moment at which to waver. He made up his mind. Dipping the oars softly into the water, he pulled out to the centre of the estuary. Campion waved the lantern to him …