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"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
said
the
spinster
.
"
I
am
not
afraid
of
prowlers
or
robberies
or
anything
of
the
sort
.
But
I
stay
awake
all
night
.
I
fall
asleep
only
when
I
see
the
sky
turning
pale
.
It
is
very
odd
.
Every
evening
,
when
it
grows
dark
,
I
get
the
feeling
that
this
time
it
is
final
,
that
daylight
will
not
return
.
"
"
My
cousin
who
lives
on
the
coast
of
Maine
wrote
me
the
same
thing
,
"
said
one
of
the
women
.
"
Last
night
,
"
said
the
spinster
,
"
I
stayed
awake
because
of
the
shooting
.
There
were
guns
going
off
all
night
,
way
out
at
sea
.
There
were
no
flashes
.
There
was
nothing
.
Just
those
detonations
,
at
long
intervals
,
somewhere
in
the
fog
over
the
Atlantic
.
"
"
I
read
something
about
it
in
the
paper
this
morning
.
Coast
Guard
target
practice
.
"
"
Why
,
no
,
"
the
spinster
said
indifferently
.
"
Everybody
down
on
the
shore
knows
what
it
was
.
It
was
Ragnar
Danneskjöld
.
It
was
the
Coast
Guard
trying
to
catch
him
.
"
"
Ragnar
Danneskjöld
in
Delaware
Bay
?
"
a
woman
gasped
.
"
Oh
,
yes
.
They
say
it
is
not
the
first
time
.
"
"
Did
they
catch
him
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Nobody
can
catch
him
,
"
said
one
of
the
men
.
