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220 COMMODORE JUNK. Dinny turned away and began cutting a stick. “Tell me,” said Humphrey, “are there many of my men here ?” “ Jist twenty, sor.” «« And how many are there of the birates ?” Dinny laughed with his eyes half shut. “Shure, sor, what d’ye tak’ me for? Ye don’t think I’m going to tell ye that ?” Humphrey sighed, and was silent for a time; but an intense desire to know more about the place was burning within hin, and he began to question his companion again. ‘“‘ Are the prisoners in one of these old temples #” “Yes. On the other side of the big pyrymid yonder, sor ; but ye can’t get to them widout going a long way round.” ‘ Are there many women here besides that Mistress Green- heys?” “Sure, yis, there is a dozen of ’em, sor. Not half enough, but just enough to kape the min quarrelling ; and there’s been no end of bother about the women being kept in the place.” OHAPTER XXYV. PLANS OF ESCAPE. HumpHrey ARMSTRONG was weaker from his wounds than he believed ; but the change from being shut up in the dim temple chamber with the great stone idol for company to the compara- tively free open air of the forest clearing rapidly restored the elasticity of his nature, and gave him ample opportunities fe~ studying the state of affaira. Gomichbooksneo ==)