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26 BONNY JEAN. seemed to proceed. He discovered then that there was still another room, and through the keyhole in the door all sounds were distinctly audible. Philip paused and listened, scarcely daring to breathe. ‘‘Wonder if it’s knocked him over yet?” were the first words that floated to his ears. ‘‘A pretty stiff dose the old man put in.” ‘‘Where is old man Corney all this time?” inquired another voice; and Philip Randall started as though he had received an electric shock, for z/ was the voice of Gabriel Black! ‘Oh, he went in the room to do the agreeable,” cried the other; ‘‘he’'ll stay there while the young feller’s gettin’ asleep ; sort o’ ‘rock me to sleep’ motion, you know. Reckon old Bill will tune up, and sing him a lullaby !” A general laugh followed this sally, and Philip knew that there were probably half a dozen men in the other apartment ; truly the odds were fearfully against him. But Philip Randall came of a good stock. The Randalls had never been cowards; from the time—more than a century ago— when old John Randall had held a fort with a pitiful handful of men, againsta band of maddened savage Iroquois, to the present day, no cowardly action had tarnished their escutcheon; and Philip, standing there in that den of thieves and cut-throats, reviewed his situation rapidly, with the brave determination to sell his life dearly and to ‘‘die game.” : Allat once an inspiration came to him. He went back to the fire, and sitting down, he pillowed his head on one arm, which rested on the table, and composed his features as though he were wrapped in slumber. Ten minutes passed. «The warm fire began to make Philip drowsy, sure enough ; he felt himself really dozing at last, when suddenly the door leading from the other room opened noiselessly, and some one entered. There was a subdued chuckle of satisfaction as their eyes fell upon the apparently slumbering man; and the next thing that Philip knew he was lifted in half a dozen strong arms, and borne from GEomichooks:.co =)