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a MEZZONI THE BRIGAND. 93 would have dared to hope, and he did not propose to mar the consummation of his plans by any indiscre- tion. About this time the prisoner received another pen- ciled scrap, thrust under her door in the same man- ner as before, as follows: ‘“MARION:—Get by some means a pair of the woman’s bootees and wear them. Say that your shoes pain your feet—say something, but get them. Your slippers are too frail for attempting the rocky paths of these mountains. I am more and more trusted every day. Be ready! ‘Destroy this as usual. 6 Li ARS Marion read this over several times, then she de- stroyed it as she had done before, at once entering into negotiations with her attendant for obtaining a pair of her strong and serviceable laced boots. She realized what this precaution signified, and she felt sure that Walter was quietly biding his time. She determined to be ready to respond at any hour when called upon, night or day. The young girl could hardly say which thought most strongly dwelt in her mind, the devotion and gallantry of the young American or the possibility of escape. She certainly felt that escape would be undesirable without him. Walter Hammond, it must not be supposed, was ad- mitted to the councils of the gang. Such confidence would have been unreasonable at this juncture of his connection with them. He was enabled to ob- serve, however, that something was going on differ- ent from usual, and that the men seemed to be pre- paring for some expedition of more than ordinary importance. Their arms were carefully inspected, and they were paraded and exercised twice each day, until his curiosity was thoroughly aroused. He dared not > Comicbooks com —