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a he i, x AT scorned.” Si rut AY ae pate he ae aie My Al eh slarsgni a Tena Si ae LEG GANT fas SN Psi alee, a5 ane stooped: down and a peered | oe tenderly into hisface. He uttered one swear—a wicked word in et ticke for which we have no full equivalent in our tongue, ead therefore it will not be translated—then he got 4 upon his feet and surveyed her LEE an aureased King of Spain. ‘In the name of all iat is infernal and villainous!” “he hissed, “what are you doing ?” fi. wey Aig ip a playful dig in the ribs with the crook. In a black fury he drew his sword and slashed at it. But for her swiftly drawing the sunshade back, | iM he would have made two portions of it. | “Hallo!” she exclaimed. “If you show your nasty | _ tempers to me, I’ll have nothing to do with you!” ne Go and hang yourself!” he roared. ‘Throw yourself off the ee ! Get somebody to boil you Ne alive!” — | 5 Hoity-toity ! !” she cried, with a sudden stiffening ofthe back. “ You give yourselt airs, you do! ff did not think you loved me——” The Don exploded. Not alone in voice or action, but in both. Every fibre of his body, and every hair of his head seemed to take a share in the short, * MS ics 4 aN e sharp, bitter anathema he hurled at her. “ Away,” he yelled, “out of my sight! Torments lay hold of you! Furies seize you! Away—hag g, cat | fossil (? Waving his arms violentiy: he strode across the courtyard, making for the outer gate. “Hell,” says Byron, “hath no fury like a woman Miss Elegantine was scorned, and being a , ey bit of a fury on the slightest provocation, the scorn Ae of the Don developed her into something passing the Bo ordinary strength of angry woman. i ie ; re She was in a manner of speaking about forty over- proof in the matter of spirit, and with a screech that __was worthy of an owl caught in a trap, she dashed Bic after him. — % a _ Dexterously as a Thug in full practice, she got the al _ fatal crook around his throat, jerked him back, and Beh) im vs then dropping the sunshaile, went to work wt both he _ hands upon his head and face. _ His hat flew up in the air, and tufts of hair began i >, fly about like fluff. She scored his face with her yea nails as if her hands had been patent paper-rulers. | a Finally she got him down, jumped once upcn hin, and flopped upon her back, screaming : _ “Murder! Fire! Thieves!” Confused as he was by this onslaught, he had one definite idea left, and that was, he ought to get Z a iy with the eet possible delay. Accordingly he "a erambled up and he emaanis with the celerity’ of a “sprite. Bi Va bl vi MA si tig The 1 momen a Lee ne g one: , Miss bh : { i .<) KS ns Ws ith NYE fy Me “ Ketchee,” she said for the third time, giving him » Blega ntine lett off “had heard her, and ae was arene: “Tl teach him to trifle with my feelings, tho : wretch !” she exclaimed, as she settled her false Foon “ The Spanish—Spanish—onzon !” Having relieved her feelings thus, she stalked into the castle. - Meanwhile the boys had assembled in the wood abe ae a comparatively open spot near where the men of 9 Reonardo had been shot down. Their graves were still there as the friends of the fallen men had left them. / a a Jim Gordon stood erect, facing a triple semicircle a of eager faces. Morse and the other members of the council sat, by virtue of their authoritative position,in 3 front. | cM We come upon them at a time when Jim had ex- plained his views about the Don’s pluck, already con-= — veyed to Morse. f vate f se ‘“‘T don’t believe,” he said, “that among the whole lot there is one ounce of real fight. But they have arms, and a shot from a gun held straight by a fool, is just as good as if the wisest man in the world fixec | it. 9? ik ‘ 3 Murmurs in assent of this truism passed through the group. Jimwenton: — BR | “Up to the present moment,” he. said, “ our rifles: have not been removed from the castle. All that i left of our ammunition Morse has in the laboratory. | It will be put away, with other things, to-night. N OW, in my opinion, all we have to do is to shut out the ; Don and his men, tell them to go back, and there will be an end of them.” “But half the men sleep in the castle every night,” suggested Terry. | ee “Yes, but we must devise some means of getti a them out of it. There are two men on guard over Mr. Farrell also. But I fancy we can do as we il ke with them. All I want to know is, are you all pre- } pared to stand by Morse and myself if we attempt this thing P” FS | ‘Ny There was a pretty general response in the affirms im tive, but to Jim’s ear there appeared to be a few laggards. Pte “T am sure,” he added, “that unless we Ba up. against this emissary from the governor of Minorca we shall eventually be conveyed away to a prison, and once there, goodness knows what will become of us, It cannot be done until the ‘Guadalquivir’ has taken < the youngsters to Gibraltar and returned. I must confess that their going will be a load off my) mind.” | “‘ We are with you, Jim,” they cried, as with one” voice. 4 H “Good,” he said ; “then we need no longer confer ns Scatter and 4 amuse yourselves as you pees but do. */ ish 4 c hy aA » BAK nf eR nh any rye f Hist Me Wie int d ak re vi m Nee i ie mat co 7 * ty Ta ‘ f J af) % A 7 a \ Sie a Why ling . rata ih Mee, Hl ati ra a) z x o