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sions which had strack a chill to her heart—and a glowing excitement sprang up in her bosom. She looked forth from the wiadow: but when Meagles had descended a few feet, his form became absorbed in the utter darkness which prevailed ;— and the Amagon, with suspended breath and up- heaved bosom, listened to assure herself that he was performing the perilous journey in safety. She like- wise kept her hands upon the rope to feel if it con- tinued to maintain that tightness of tension which the weight of Meagles imparted to it;—and thus two minutes dragged their slow length along! | But at the expiration of that time the rope became saddenly loose in her grasp ;—and immediately after- wards it was shaken from beneath—the serpentine motion thus given to it undulating up to the very extremity where it was attached tu the heavy bed- stead. Then the Amason knew that Meagles had descended in safety, and that the coast was clear be- low ;—and, animated with a still more fervid excite- 46 ee ee eee ee eee ment than before—for she entertained no fears on lez own account—the brave woman committed heiself to the rudely-formed rope. ; Meagles held it firmly in the yard beneatn, and likewise kept it at a convenient distance from the wall of the house: the task, so far as it regarded the ‘a indy, red mate much facilitated. J now, wil cate hands ing the twisted sheet and blanket, and with har lage elttebs ing it also, the Amazon gradually lowered hereelf— each knot in the rope tempering the rapidity of her descent,—until she reached the bottom in safety, and was caught in the arms of the delighted Tim Meagles, Well, indeed, was it for them that they had made their rope of such a length: for the yard was far be. low the level of the street on which the front of the house looked. Not a momeat was now to be lost. The sounds of uproarious revelry reached their ears from the pnb- comicloooks. conn —