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Ni ai a rE — GRrTiNG THE CARGO Home, ihe | kere 4 "} ‘4 A “ He ye Bia’ SNDPIEA? ling the packages into the courtyard, preliminary to vutting them i in a proper storing-place on the morrow. ~ Again there Was no news of disturbance, and again the information that nothing had been seen or heard of Mr. Farrell. ey. Something must have uit aa “him,” said Hea “and although he has pela all round very badly, I hope it is nothing serious.” — - Questions ad dressed to the two undermasters elicited P aotbing Mrs. Farrell held to her. ‘opinion that her © husband had merely retreated to some place where he had hidden himself in mortal fear, or was “ sulking.” “Tris possible, Gordon,” she said, as they talked it over in the seclusion of her room, “that he has con- ceived the idea of creating anxiety in my breast. He aid that I should drive him to do something I should be sorry for. But Iam not afraid of that. People who are always threatening to kill themselves or run away never do it.” _ “Ttis odd, anyway,” remarked Jim. “There are some portions of the castle we have not explored. ot will have a look about to-morrow.” _ Eveline came in at this minute, and, Jim asked Plex what she thought of her father’s disappearance. “ Well, really,” she said, after a moment’s thought, “ he has done so many eee pnditary things that I a not know what to think.” _ Are you anxious about him?” » % _ “Naturally. After all, he 7s my father.” _“Nobody can have eaten him,” remarked Mrs. A th - Farrell, composedly, “and after the things he has done, and the perils he has escaped from, I do not think we need worry about him. Evy, desp will you ing | ° ‘Perhaps Gordon is fond of music.” ~ _ Jim declared that he was very-fond of it. Eveline played the mandoline and sang to it, but hitherto he ad only heard snatches of her melodies, and at a pape: Since the school troubles begen ane, had touched the instrument. 41 have almost forgotten how to play,” she bid’ 7 os lemurely. “ Gordon will not be too pete dear,” said Mrs. ‘avrell. ser “Tam sure, I shall ie delighted, nigjino assttred her, ith a glance at Hveline. So Eveline, having no alternative, got out the 1andoline and sang to him with a sweetness that ld have disarmed all criticism if he had thought — | indulging. in it, and arvery pleasant hour passed ay. ae 8 it was nine o ‘dock and supper-time, Jim pru- tly retired, and on the way down looked in on astone and Felton, _ He found them sitting up in eds, looking very pale, but bright and cheery. ng 3 along, dear boy: ex he Baie te tone ok d Rai nst tie th a ‘We want ie rie tel Mima lie aes aA te “his pockets. | surprise. rr ; va Mae ‘(es eg a a ir pat bs } Pig “) i i 208 . fh é LA up to-morrow, but Martin says we cet stop in bear | for another day or two.” “He fears your wounds will reopen ?” “That's just it, and as they have not festered ite time, he says it would. be madness to give them a chance. A festering wound in the breast, he tells ue is sure to be troublesome, if not caneoroge Jim stayed a few minutes more, and then left them. As he descended the stairs leading to the great hall, he heard a distant sound as of Soe ony agers a mat, or thumping on a door. _ Looking over the balustrade—a fine piece of stone- : work—he saw Terry coming spe with his hands in _ “ What’s all that row cout ?” he asked. | Mer “ Chorker,” was the calm reply. “He has been shut — a up all day without grub. They forgot him, and I - have just taken him his supper. It was like entering — the den of a wild beast, and [had to threaten to shoot | him if he didn’t stand back from the door while I put his tommy on the stone floor. We have given him iy f es two chairs and a mattress te. sleep on. rs - at rape 7s x Bees ~Y is Romeo and f a Changeling brought them in,” a “But why ae him a Breen he asked Jim, in in- : “He won't tell us "hee he has done with thes me: stolen grub,” answered Terry. “Swears he hasn't set eyes on it. Foams when it is mentioned, and he — has the straight tip that he won't be let out until he. tells the truth.” . “Perhaps he wishes to tell it now.” “wy o; he is only amusing himself with making chat ® row, aa venting a strong desire to perform anatomical — deeds upon all our livers.” “ A night there won’t hurt him. the morning,” said Jim. gn: So Chorker was left, and presently he ceased to ae hammer at the door. Jim’s last words to the boys. Be that night were : | ae “Remember the first. ra that has to be done is” HV va to put away our stores, and give the occupied part of a the castle a thorough cleaning. Cleanliness is next — Rs to godliness. It is necessary for health’s sake. As oh we are short-handed all must help, and you will ee ? ‘et your orders from Mrs. Farrell. Don’t be afraid of doing woman’s work foratime. No form of labour, | aM a] ‘a e e & i I will see eu in when it is necessary, disgraces man or boy.” i ah They assented to this Wey a general ; and cheerful a good-night. ) ' rs : ! em ie = oY) ¥4. 7, j i in y Mie | 134 wt ‘i