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GATHERING CLOUDS. 43 of servants, and generally “got up” to look like one who had been nearly beaten to death. All this told against Abel and Bart, as well as the fact that the captain was of good birth, and one who had lately formed an alliance with a famous old county family. In addition, the prisoners were known to the bench. Both Abel and Bart had been in trouble before, and black marks were against them for wrecking and smuggling. They were no worse than their neighbours, but the law insists upon having scarecrows, and the constables did not hesitate to make every effort to hang the son of a notorious old wrecker and his boon companion. There was not a dissentient voice. Abel Dell and Bar. tholomew Wrigley were both committed for trial; and Mary made quite a sensation by rising in the court as the prisoners were about to be removed, and forcing her way to where she could catch her brother’s hand. ‘‘ Abe,” she cried, passionately, ‘I didn’t. I didn’t, indeed. Say good-bye,” He turned upon her fiercely, and snatched his hand away. “Go to your captain,” he said, savagely. ‘I shall be out of the way now.” An ordinary woman would have shrunk away sobbing; but as Mary was flung off, she caught at Bart’s wrist, and clung to that. “ Bart, Ididn’t! I didn’t!” she whispered, hoarsely. ‘Tell him I wouldn’t—I couldn’t do such a thing. It isn’t true!” Bart’s face puckered up, and he looked tenderly down in the agitated face before him. ‘‘ Well, lass,” he said, softly, “I believe | 7? ‘That you turned against us!” interposed Abel, savagely, for his temper, consequent upon the way matters had gone against him, was all on edge. ‘Come on, Bart; she'll have her own way now.” Gomicbooks