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ONE PRISONER FREE. 315 “ And you'll leave me now along of him?” “ Without a feeling of dread, Bart ; because the temptation would come in vain.” « Are we all mad?” said Bart, softly, as he stood listening to the retiring footsteps ; and then he sank down upon the stones, with his back to the wall, and the light shining upon his rugged head. CHAPTER XXXVL ONE PRISONER FREE “Dinny! You here?” ‘Yes, sor—it’s me.” ‘* But at liberty ?” “Yes, sor; and I’m to attend on ye as I did avore.” “« But——” ‘Oh, it’s all right, sor! The captain’s a bit busy, and I’m not to be hung at present. [I’m to be kept till there’s a big holiday, and be strung up then. It’s the fashion out in this part of the counthry.” “My poor fellow,” cried Humphrey, “I am glad to see you safe again!” ‘Safe, sir! and d’ye call it safe, whin the first time, perhaps, as the skipper gets in a passion I shall be hung up in all me youth and beauty, like one o’ the big drooping flowers on a tree?” ‘‘ Nonsense, man!” “Oh, it’s sinse, sor; and I shall droop, too, wid all my moight !” CONnnicloOolk<s