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THE PLAN OF ESCAPE. 281 ‘“‘ Bedad, then, I’m wid ye; and there’s one more favour I'll be asking ye, sor.” “What is it?” ‘“Whin we get safe home yell come and give Misthress Greenheys away.” “Yes, yes, Dinny. And now, tell me, what will you dat” ‘‘Sure an’ there’s no betther way than I said before. Tl have an oi on a boat, and see that there’s some wather and bishkits and a gun in her; and thin, sor, I'll set light to the magazine, for it'll be a rale plisure to blow up that owld gintle- man as is always leering and grinning at me as much as to say, ‘Och, Dinny, ye divil, I know all about the widdy, and first time ye go to see her I'll tell Black Mazzard, and then, ’ware, hawk !’” “ But when shall you do this?” ‘‘ First toime it seems aisy, sor.” “Tn the night?” «¢ Av coorse, sor.” “And how shall I know?” “Hark at that, now! Faix, ar’n’t I telling ye, sor. that W711 blow up the magazine? Sure an’ ye don’t pay so much attention to it when ye go to shleep that-ye won’t hear that ? “Of course I shall hear it,” said Humphrey, excitedly. “Thin, that’s the signal, sor; and when it goes fizz, be riddy and wait till I kim to ye, and thin good-bye to the rover’s loife, and Black Mazzard will see the darlin’ no more. Whisht !” Gomicbooks