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THE EXPLOSION. 285 rapidly, and directly after they were silent, and the captain’s words rang out plainly as he gave orders to his people, though their import was not clear from the distance where the fugitives crept along by the edge of the ruins. «“ Are you sure you are right?” whispered Humphrey. ‘‘Roight, sor; I niver was more so. Whisht! Are ye there?” “Yes, yes,” came from down by the side of a great wall. “Oh, Dinny, I was afraid you were killed!” “Kilt! Nay, my darling, there’s a dale o’ loife in me yet. Tak’ howlt o’ me hand, one on each side, and walk quick and shteady, and I'll have ye down by the say-shore, where the boat is waiting, before ye know where ye are.” They started off at a sharp walk, pausing at times to listen to the jargon of excited voices behind, but rapidly advancing, n the whole, toward their goal. “ Do—do you think we can escape?” said the woman, pant- ing with fear. “ An’ is it eshcape, whin the boat’s waiting, and everything riddy ?” said Dinny scornfully. ‘D’yer hear her, sor? What a woman it is!” The woman sighed as if not hopeful, and Dinny added an encouraging word : “Sure an’ the captain says he'll tak’ care of us, darlin’, and avore long we'll be sailing away over the salt say. It’s a white sail I’ve got in the boat, and—” “Hist, Dinny, youre talking ‘oo loudly, my man!” whispered Humphrey. “ Bedad and Iam, sor. It’s that owld sarpint of a tongue o mine. Bad luck to it for being given me wrong. Faix and it belonged to some woman by rights.” They pressed on, and at the end of what seemed to be an interminably long time, Humphrey whispered ; CONnnicGloOol<s