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From time to time he thrust the

SlGp OUT, my lOIu, COlluldNuSu
Sosia, and Lord Genlis obeyed, just as
man nearly senseless from the in
toxication of brandy or rum yields un-
conscious obedience to the force and
persuasion of sober guide.
Come, step out, my lord" repeated
Sosia, one arm around the mans
waist, gently yet firmly forcing him
toward the Goor.
"Where?" muttered Lord Genlis, his
eyes closed and his head swaying
about, as he advanced with staggering
and lettering steps.
"To meet your son, the captain"
81 dreamed he was dead" replied
Lord Genlis, in muttering voice. lis
isn't he-he dead?"
"No, my lord"
"Who-who are-are you?" asked
Lord Genlis, with feeble effort to
open his eyes and to hold his head
steadily erect-an effort utterly vain.
"Why, my lord, am Neil Bashfort,"
said Sosia, grinning diabolically. "Ot
course am, my lord, Bashfort."
"Of-of course. Who else?" mutter-
But, though he could open his mouth
and talk with a dull thickness OF 3
drunken mans tongue, and yawn and
stagger. he could not think, nor open
his eyes.
Forcing and persuading him thus.
Sosia at length got Lord Genlis to the
iron door of Clarence Darrells dun
roor ,o;po +hitbcr hy tho ro,,to of tina
trap door, and with little difficulty, e1-
cept in descending the spiral stair
way.
Clarence heard the sounds Of their
approach at first with troubled emo
tions, for he supposed the sorcerer
was leading Helen toward the dun
geon, and ne placed himself near and
exactly opposite the hole in the iron
door.
eff she refuses to place her eye
there for him. thought Clarence, II
will ask her to do so for my sake"
She will not refuse, and then-God
pardon mel shall rescue her from
Zeno Sosia by death"
The expression of the desperate
lovers noble face was at this moment
awful in it's air of memorable resolve.
"If heaven permits us to meet after
death she will bless me for the deed"
he muttered. my death shall follow
hers instantly"
He held both his pistols behind him,
cooked, and listened.
In q few moments he detected the
truth, as far as he was able to sur.
mise it.
"Ah! he is leading Lord Genlis hith-
er!" he mentally exclaimed. WHY
He soon learned why, for Sosia, hav-
ing Lord Genlis now just at the door
of the dungeon, said quite sharply, and
needless of the hearing of his drugged
companion:
Clarence Darrell!"
aye; look in" replied Clarence.
"Thank YOU my lad. l see by tho
sound Of your voice that you have
plucked up that obstinate courage
which used to give me good deal of
trouble, my son." replied Sosia, in an
ironical tone. II am afraid. of your
aim just now"
cit is well for you and bad for Satan
that you are. He wants you, Sosia!"
retorted Clarence, mockingly.
Perhaps; but I have taken little
"a very little-pity upon you, my son.
1 am going to give you companion.
am very sorry indeed, that cannot
permit lovely Helen to share your
leisure moments in there. I am going
to put your dear friend, Lord Genlis,
in there
VERY well; shall be pleased to
see him. Sosia. Open the door and
let him in" replied Clarence, with his
eyes fixed warily upon the door.
"And give you chance to pop me
in the head with bullet!" laughed the
sorcerer, who felt quite gay. ooh, no,
shall manage the affair much better
than that, my dear boy. Do you know
how it is that have our dear friend,
Lord Genlis, so completely in my pow
er?'' &C.,
81 can surmise, Sosia. He is still
under the effect of the sleep pastille,
combined with that of some other
abominable compound of yours"
Every true, my son. You learned a
great many Of my secrets while we
were together; but some you did not.
Now, after leave our dear, noble
friend with you he will sink back into
profound repose for time"
VERY well, and when he awakens,
he and / win contrive some way OF
escape"
"oh, you will sneered the sorcerer.
"No, for have given him something
which will make him. soon after he
awakes, rayirg maniac"
A shudder Of horror chilled for an
instant the brave heart OF Clarence
Darrell.
'You don't shou- with joy at the
prospect of such companion, my son.
You are very ungrateful!" sneered the
sorcerer.
AS he spoke a strange smell began
to assail the nostrils of the young
man, and light cloud of smoke be-
gan to acat Into the dungeon, coming
in under the iron door.
Ito BE contlnued.)
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