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i ang ey aE scant Ne ae % cane, Oe Sach \ a bin ied ais Nea oe I aN Croatia rites 0? veal i “i eet ; sagt) 48 Pe Es ee Ht ey ‘ it ay ; » f a, KA : Cnr: A bs ee Av aceiee Pritt teat KA ely i ach of ‘i ' ae of ground given to fruit: lcaltiation was quite ait The vines grew on a slope facing Oh Wa F; ce ig wood of these trees. ° i ha this wood, trailing about in the wildest luxuriance. ay There was any amount of work to be done in cutting ~ awaythe useless wood, and the weeds were everywhere. as Spt strikes me, Hewnstone.” said Mr. Farrell, “that is there has been very little work done here lately.” — | an “Tt wasn’t possibie, sir,” replied the boy. ‘“ Look | “at the peril of coming here at all.” : oy “ Pooh!” exclaimed the schoolmaster, glancing _ around, and seeing that Hveline had gone on with her mother, “the danger has been nothing, save to those ok a nervous temperament.” aa ‘Tt was so like the man, now there was no apparent * langer, to assume that there never had been any that oe Gone recognise. Rainstone said he hoped there pon be no more, and proceeded to set his little tr ‘oop of labourers to work. ce Eveline was looking for wild strawberries, of which i there was a plentiful sprinkling about the place. In _ that sunny island they were almost as mee as those . we grow by cultivation at home. oe Mrs. Farrell wandered on to the borders of the aN wood, and about a hundred yards divided her from her a laughter, when, to her terror, a man rushed from the uae wood towards her. ts _ He was attired as a Spaniard, save that, instead of x “the familiar round “ pork- -pie” hat, as it has been called, he had a gaudy handkerchief tied about his - head. But the chief and most terrifying thing about _ the man was that he had a dagger or knife in his hand, e raised threateningly as he dashed towards her. 2 yA wild scream burst from her lips, and she turned oe Go fly, but she was a poor runner at any time, and, _ impeded by her petticoats, she was in imminent ees __ of being speedily overtaken. 2 _ Eveline, hearing the cry, and observing the peril of . r on mother, and the boys also seeing the threatening ae ‘ He stranger, dashed towards him with their gardening a ’ tools in their hands. “j alae It would have all been up with poor Mrs. ®arrell, a a erending these efforts on her behalf, for the As “4 _ would-be rescuers were too far off to give hee prompt -rnffian He caught his foot in the roots of a loosely-trailing ; "mass of garden weed and fell heavily. Wesay heavily, . i ‘ a “because he was for a few moments unable to rise, and _ Mrs. Farrell, utilising the short space of time, ie ne suceceded 3 in reaching Eveline, on whose neck she fell ee o, : The boys, seeing Mrs. Farrell so far safe, dashed past 2 _ her with the object of capturing or punishing the . would-be assassin, but he, recovering himself ere they i = > ‘Pe . ahs . aS Nt o ‘ could reach him, got upon his feet and, ape his ae fist at them, beat a 1 retreat. eMeen ante. Wey : ¢ iy Se a ¥ res " . Sve : yes a: ke, i é % ke Ay - a iy us By Sj 2 fs : tay } iti ‘ Sige was ay to ve ee ie. Chew ae ote oll him, as he might have had confederates or broth 1 assassins concealed among the trees, So they pulled up, and he, stopping on the borders of the ‘wood, shook his gleaming knife in the air, and uttered some r thing that sounded very much like a curse in Spanis! a Then he vanished. ue ee ee “This is a nice sort of thing !” caida Rainstono, aghast. “As soon as we get rid of one crop o murderers another springs up, just like the wendy, Nobody’s life is safe. Poor Mrs. Farrell—— ‘Hallo g where is the bold N: ap! a a as i They looked all over the Ceyaea but could! see nothing of him. The schoolmaster had disappeared. Ag vin KC x if , * % . « ‘ & | CHAPTER LXXIX. a: NAPOLEON AT HIS LOWEST.—NEWS OF nee ENEMY. zai ONT give way, Mrs. < lire ‘Yf ; Farrell,” said ‘Rain- oh a) stone; “see how | ; (A 1) ° % Be Bt) ito a brave Hvyeline is, sa The rascal has cleared chy off.” ie Rey iy ES “T can’t live hera, Pi, in this murderous. ee any ee ‘sobbed ‘Mrs. Farrell. ‘ Thank you, Eveline, ala You are. ae y _courageous ae and as for the boys, they are ORR aa lions, and your papa——” | ee She stopped short, missing that valiant man, and, 4 gazed inquiringly at Me ey | “He has gone away, ma'am,’ ’ replied one of them. | named Dibble—“ for help, hevhane? pas “He is an absolute coward,’ said Mrs. Farrell, a 3 “although I must confess I am no better; but when. 2 you see a man with eyes that stick out af his head | Me 5 with fury, and a long knife in his hands, sees at Ap you, it upsets one dreadfully.” ea There was no doubt about the shaking she. ‘had ;. received, for she was still quaking all over, so Rain- stone offered her an arm, and the boys, picking up their half-filled baskets and tools, fell in the rear . as a bodyguard. Eveline walked on the other side of her mother, and in this order they left ue vineyard and took the homeward road. | s ‘ It was fringed with rugged rocks, honeymanie hero - ar and there with holes and small caves that might have - a given a hiding-place to one or more men, and the : apprehensive glances of Mrs. Farrell led Rainstone to- an presently volunteer to go on a a ahead. with a hoon , | ieee band oud seo that soe were no hi iden 2 is he i Bae bhae Bes es ” a: ‘ oN YY 2 Ag < gs ik te Nya Un et ind) VieleYeve 0