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304 COMMODORE JUNK. “ Oh, sir, pray, pray, save him!” “ Dinny ?” said Humphrey, starting. “Yes. He is to be killed, and it was for your sake he ran that risk. Pray, try and save him.” “ What can I do?” “Tmplore the captain. He may listen to you. I cannot bear it, sir; it makes me feel half-mad !” ‘Have you seen him ?” “Seen him? No, sir. He’s kept closely shut up in one of the stone chambers by the captain’s quarters, and two men watch him night and day.” “ As IT am watched,” said Humphrey, bitterly. “ Yes, sir; but you have not been untrue to your captain. You are not sentenced to death, and every man eager to see you hung. My poor Dennis! It is my fault, too. Why did we ever meet }” Humphrey was silent. “You will see the captain, sir, and ask him to spare his life ?” Humphrey ground his teeth. To ask Dinny’s life was to ask a favour of Mary Dell, and to place himself under greater obligations still. ‘That is not all the trouble,” said the woman, who was evidently sobbing bitterly. ‘“ That wretch Mazzard is still at liberty.” “ Not escaped?” cried Humphrey. “ Not escaped !—not taken!” said the woman. “ He is in hiding about the place, and I have seen him.” She seemed to shudder, and her sobs grew more frequent. “ He has not dared to come to you?” “No, sir; but he came near enough to speak to and threaten me. He will come some night and drag me away, and it would be better to die. Ah!” Gomicbooks =