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292 COMMODORE JUNK, Death.” “To Captain Armstrong?” ‘Man, are you mad? Let Mazzard be taken, and that frishman, too.” “ And ” «Silence, man! Let them be taken. I rule here.” Bart drew a long breath. “ Nothing can be done till daylight, except wait.” CHAPTER XXXIV. THE SAFEST PLACE. “No, no, man; make for the forest,” whispered Humphrey, just at daybreak, as Dinny began to take advantage of the coming light to seek a safe place of concealment. ‘What for, sor? To get buried in threes that don’t so much as grow a cabbage, where there’s no wather and no com- pany but monkeys and the shpotted tigers. Lave it to me, sor, and I'll tak’ ye to a place where ye can lay shnug in hiding, and where maybe I can get spache of the darling as the bastes freckened away.” ‘‘Where shall you go, then? Why not to that old temple where Mazzard made his attempt to kill the captain ?” “There, sor! Why, the captain would find us directly. You lave it to me.” ; Humphrey would have taken to the forest without hesitation, but, worn out and suffering keenly from disappointment, he was in no humour to oppose, and, signifying his willingness, he followed the Irishman by devious ways in and out of the ruins Gomichbooksnco