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looked round, and then stood up to see

looked round, and then stood up to see
better, for there was so much human
distress in that sigh that his instant i'm
pulse was to help the sufferer
But no mortal was visible.
Great horror fell upon old Kenmore.
His heart melted like wax within him,
his knees knocked together, the hair OF
his head stood up.
He t,ouglt that he was in the pres
ence Of spirit-the spirit OF drowned
Edgar had come back to haunt him for
the simple hate he had borne him while
he was alive.
The devout Highlander most certainly
believed in ghosts; had he been asked by
q modern skeptic if he believed in the
supernatural. he would have said, lifting
his bonnet reverently: "Weel, I hope
sae!"
He now fell on his knees and called on
God to deliver him, in tones that echoed
far and wide through the rocka An
answer was instantly vouchsafed, but
an answer that perfectly confounded
him.
"Kenmore! Kenmore! am close beside
you-behind the rock!" called human
voice, wild with JOY. @Help me, can't
get out!"
The old max leaped to his feet, and
with hands clasped and eyes starting
from their sockets, glared at the un-
broken face Of the cliff; terror, doubt
and Joy chasing each other through his
brain.
aOh, Captain Edgar, ye're live Nan
vet, the Lord be thanked" shouted he;
@but de'il's in 1t, Gamma see vel"
aWait q minute, old friend!" said the
voice more family, and Kenmore knew
that the revulsion Of feeling had over
come the young man, and he had hard
ado to keep from bursting into tears
himself.
"Oh, Captain, where come ye frae, on
" tell me that?" said he bewilderedly.
@Never mind now-only get me out OF
this living grave before go mad!" said
Edgar, in great excitement II have
wandered in the bowels OF the rock
how long, Kenmore?"
"Twa nights an q day!" said Ken
more, who was peering all up and down
the blank face Of the rock in the vain
search for an aperture. @How am to
get at ye, sir?" shouted he in despera-
tion.
q" ook at the foot Of the rock where the
water trickes through" came the an.
swer. @you must begin work here"
Kenmore saw pale hand creep out
with the water pouring over it.
He grasped it with a cry Of Joy and
grief, for it was cruelty, lacerated by it's
vain efforts to tear down the tlinty wall.
"Thank God, I've got hold of kindly
human hand once more, for I thought
my day was done," said Edgar, clinging
piteously to him. snow, brave old
friend, off with you for help, and get me
out"
aFaithl I can hardly let 70 Of ye, sir"
said Kenmore, huskily. "We've mourn
ed ye as drowned so bitterly"
SDrowned!" echoed Edgar. amazedly;
adid not Mr.. Sircombe-drownedl My
God!"
There was a brief but pregnant ST.
lence; Kenmore was straining his ears
for more, all his suspicious of Sircombe
on the alert; Edgar's very blood ran
cold as it, for the first time, flashed upon
him that Sircombe had played him false
"Who said I was drowned?" cried he.
"Naebody limited at anything else,"
said Kenmore, significantly.
kenmore, ] want you to get me out
of this without rousing SOUL" said
Edgar.
@,That will I, sir. But I hope the
ladies can be told that you are safe"
aBIess your loyal heart: But don't
tempt me, my fine fellow; you little
know-there, off with you for your pick,
and get me out; that's the first duty"
Kenmore strobe away without further
parley; and was back in an incredibly
short time with bag of tools from bis
own She'd also basket Of food and
good Highland whisky.
Then he went to work; and. after an
hours industry with chisel and mallet
he had broken through an aperture wide
enough to allow Edgar to escape from
his living tomb.
1t was a heartfelt grasp they gave
each others hands; and two trusty souls
eazed at each other, for the first time,
discerningly.
Kenmore would not permit word to
be said till Edgar had taken refresh
ment, and then Edgar eagerly questioned
him about all that transpired-very visit
fully returning again and again to Lady
Ulva's sickness aud what Lady Inchcape
had said about Il
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