Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1902-10-07

CHAPTER XVII.
"Yes; who calledf" cried Humphrey,
starting up.
Hist. Be careful 1t is mer'
Humphrey sprang from his couch and
was about TO speak, when the curtain
was roughly thrown aside. and Bart en-
tered quickly.
What's the matter:s he said. rough
~.
Natter said Humphrey. IL must
have been dreaming"
Bart looked at him sourly, and then
gave a suspicious look round.
What time is it?' said Humphrey.
hastily.
thine. What do we know about time
here? Bout four BELLS
Humphrey gazed excitedly at the dim
ly seen figure visible by the faint light
which streamed in beside the curtain,
and then as the curtain fell he advanced
slowly till he could peer through and see
that Bart had gone to the far end of the
corridor, where he had a lantern set in
a stone recess, beside which he ensconced
himself. and played sentry once again.
Escape is impossible unless 1 choose
the gates of death" muttered Humphrey,
as he stole back cautiously, and then in a
low voice said:
Hist Did any one call?'
''Yes.. Is it safe to Whisper came
from above.
Mistress Greenheysr' cried Hum
phrey, joyfully. Speak low, don't whis-
per; it penetrates too far. How l have
longed to hear from your
"Oh, sir, pray. pray. save him.
"Dinny" said Humphrey, starting.
Yes. He is to be killed. and it was
for your sake he ran that risk. Pray, try
and save him."
what can I do?'
''Implore the captain. He may Is. a
to you. cannot bear it, sir; it makes
me feel half mad!'
Have you seen bim?"
'Seen him? No, sir. He's kept close
ly shut up in one of the stone chambers
by the captains quarters. and two men
watch him night and day"
"As l am watched" said Humphrey,
bitterly.
Eyes, sir; but you have not been untrue
to your captain. You are not sentenced
to death, and every man eager to see you
hung. My poor Dennis. 1t is my fault
too. Why did we ever meet"
Humphrey was silent
You will see the captain, sir. and ask
him to spare his lifef
Humphrey ground his teeth. To ask
Dinny's life was to ask faeor of Mary
Dell, and to place himself under greater
obligations still.
THAT is not all the trouble" said the
woman, who was evidently sobbing bit
terly. THAT wretch Mazzard is still at
liberty"
Not escaped cried Humphrey.
"Not escaped!-not taken" said the
woman. He is in hiding about the
place, and nave seen him."
She seemed to shudder, and her sobs
grew more frequent.
She uttered q low cry; and as Hum
phrey listened he heard low, quick talk
ing, a faint rustling noise overhead, and
then the sound of voices died away.
"Discoyeredp said Humphrey, bitter
ly. Fate is working against me now"
A quarter of an hours silence ensued,
and conscious that at any moment he
might be watched, as far as the deep
gloon would allow, Humphrey seated
himself upon the edge of the old stone al
tar. and folded his arms, to see what
would be the next buffet of fate he was
to bear.
There was the sound of a challenge at
the end of the corridor, and a quick re-
ply, followed by an angry muttering, and
Humphrey laughed mockingly.
Master and dogw he said, bitterly.
Mistress and dog, l ought to say"
He drew himself up, for he heard a
well-known step coming quickly along
the passage. The curtain was snatched
aside. and the buccaneer took a dozen
strides into the place and stopped, look
ing around.
Ito be continued)