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No, we must wait was tapped, and drink served out in metal cups, ie and make sure that no communication, no appeal for | which were already in the cave. 0g i FS | help, is sent from here. T have a plan whereby all | After the evening meal the men brought out cards — a E will be at my mercy. We will talk it over to-night. and proceeded to indulge in the great passion of oe a Lucia away, you say,” he added, changing ue subject. | every Spaniard—gambling. Reonardo and Matello a i rol hke at: note ghee 4 “Ts it a new thing for her to do as she pleases, - genor 2” | ett Fj - “No; but of late she has been restless and way- ward. She has shown, alternately, love too strong and anger that leads her to say biting things.” “they know their power over us. ‘There wes a time when her pretty wilfulness amused the senor.” “Tam weary of it now,” was the curt response. They crossed the beach of the Silver Bay, ana reached the chine. By that time the sky was filled with stars, and the stillness of night upon the scene. ~The mouth of the chine yawned like the entrance to a dark cavern. It required good eyes to pick their - way through it. . But they had good eyes, and were men accustomed | to nightwork. As they entered the dark and narrow way, they heard the footsteps of the rest of the men, and lingering somewhat, allowed them to come ‘up. Each of the men bore a burden, a package or a small cask of wine, and together they proceeded in _ silence. .Kspardo Reonardo made no further reference to the subject of his recent conversation with __ Matello. He was moody, thoughtful, and evidently disap- ‘pointed. The feeling must have found an echo in the breasts of hismen, for they were silent. They arrived at the foot of the ledge, which was steep climbing, and all but two ascended, leaving the packages below. Arriving at the summit, one of _ their number passed through the ferns to a cave at the back and brought out a rope, which was loweregl to those below. on” With the aid of it, the produce they had brought a with them was hauled up and carried into the cave. A lantern was then lighted, and by its glare it was revealed that all the men were of the lower type of the ruffian Spaniard, save Reonardo and Matello. ‘The latter was a smart, handsome man of forty, who had served ; in the arena as a matador, but, being unable to attain eminence in the bull-fight, had ae wearied of the work, and taken to other callings, a more or less passe panic: ____ All the men were armed with knives and revolvers. - The rifle of their chief was the solitary weapon of it alle in their Epa * All beautiful women are wayward,” said Matello; 7 sauntered out, and, with cigars between their lips, sat — a down near the spot where the former had passed the earlier hours of the day. ) | a CHAPTER XV. OLD CHORKER GOES WRONG AT SEA. \ HE idea of building forts was _ nsf sa taken up with enthusiasm. — Even the youngest boys baile i he —— — Sg . gtd 2 ee “<< ery ‘ E ee a ee a eae ‘ the school entered into it, — much as they would have ce : done at home in the winter © when the snow was about. | It was, in short, looked upon > ; by them asa bit of fun. Ae Nor did the mastersaccepb it in a serious light, not knowing what was in the __ Nt minds of the promoters—Jim Gordon and Bob Morse. The morrow happened to be Mrs. Farrell’s birthday, se i at which was a day of some importance to the boys, as Sy Napoleon had decided that his consort’s natal anni- versary should be signalised as a general holiday. __ a Early in the morning a deputation of the pupils, — Hi headed by Lawrence Terry, who made a good spokes- __ man, waited upon her in the private dining-room of ah the schoolmaster, and wished her,mthenameofallthe __ school, many Lappy returns of the day, In addition, she was presented with a big basket of flcwers — gathered from the shore of thelagoon. _ Having graciously accepted the good wishes and __ the flowers, she announced that the day was to be a holiday, as it had been before, but on that occasion __ they were not to stray far away from the school. Mr. Farrell and Eveline were witnesses of the cere- mony. The schoolmaster nervously added that it would be better perhaps if the boys all kept together. “We intend to give the day to beginning the build- ing of the two forts designed by Morse, sir,” replied Terry, “ and Gordon wishes to know if we may cut down some of the young, pmesin the wood behindthe castle ?” ae “ Tleave you to do what you please,” replied Mr. Farrell, “‘ only donot get into mischief.” | loner bey assured him that it was about the last thing * } Ne ¥ “5 fia im 200