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- mre ot, were his strokes that he was obliged toslacken, now ahd so as not to “ pull his shipmates round.” Throngh the s the light blue eyes of this man, gleaming like the . cant of a wild-cat, were ever turned toward the face of Ese qouns captain, whom he seemed towatch with singular in- Wer When the boat struck the beach, Wand le’t his four men in charge of it, telling his boatswain to sound his whistle in case haa @ surprise. - The monient the captain was gone, Tom Bend solicited per- om | 2 to go on what he called a “ reconsidering ” expedition — the coast. The boa!swain consented, ordering him, how- -_ ever; to be back in half an hour. ~ __ Bend promising obedience departed. He moved along through the darkness some d stance without seeing any thing 7 excite his suspicions—Watson and his men having just nded above the other boat, which they had passed with muf- ae fled oars too far off to be discovered. . ar ‘Bend then changed his “ course,” stealing along toward the ee wich Wand bad entered a quarter of an hour before. -,; ’ & CHAPTER V. TRACKING, bet ”" repeated Watson, as Mary Clare and her father aghast at each other, on hearing his dreadful announce- “ Henry Wand is the captain of the blue clipper ; let him Cone 2) it if be can !” : - Meanwhile the speaker and his companions had drawn their se _ ‘ : Back Y” exclaimed Wand, bracing himself against the wall, “the first who attempts to molest me falls!” “Hold, Mr. Wand !” excl med Clare; “ if this accusation be you had better surrender, at once !” 1 t,o with a low cry, threw herself between her lover and 1¢ officers, a hand eS ee ee a sommucoouercom . mr a a) ae ~ ~~ = - 7" . % ©