Ensign Merrill — page 191: what you’re looking at

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Pabedan: me: a * peauine the 1 men, 1, accompanied. by Chow : . Tow, followed at his heels, Down three steps, then . another they went, and then a blinding flash of light : illumined the darkness beneath, the sharp report of a | pistol sounded, and a cry of agony came from bebind. — & With a bound Mark cleared the remaining steps and — Immediately felt himself seized by the throat. Wrap-- ping his sinewy arms around his unseen assailant, he | bore him struggling to the ground. ; A - Straining every muscle, they rolled from side to sida. euch endeavoring to gain the upper hand. "Theseloned air resounded with their gasps and ejaculations of rage, — and, when the seamen arrived on the scene—one with a _ candle he had contrived to light—they found their young commander still engaged in the desperate con- flict. a ~The men soon separated the two. Scrambling to his feet, Merrill turned toward his opponent. The latter had also risen, and now stood with folded arms facing — him. : “Ah! it is you, after all, eh?’ said the ensign slowly.. se | : “Yes, Mark Merrill; it is I,’ replied the chief, with a bitter sneer. ‘‘ None other than your old friend—yes, ~ that is a good word—your old friend and shipmate, — _ Scott Clemmons!”’ OP PO. et CHAPTER XXXTV., CONTAINING MANY IMPORTANT EVENTS. “Wrtn,I am more pained than surprised, Clem- mors,’’ said Mark quietly. ‘‘! thought I recognized you — | . in the café at Shanghai, but I hoped it would prove false. _ Mar, why have oe: descended to this? ‘Yeu, an 1 Amer- :