The Blue Clipper — page 40: what you’re looking at

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“Very well. Follow me, then.” a So saying, he swung himself into the opening, by means — of the rope, and cantiously descending, when he was suddenly _ startled by a hoarse voice below, hailing him in Spanish, which he-understeod. . : “Ahoy, there, who’s that'?” es For an instant Wand remuined motionless, hardly knowmg _ what reply to make, To guin time, he answered, disguising his voice : omy “Tt is J/” . “Captain Wilkins?” _ “Ay, ay—and who are you?” - ‘4 “Captain Malo’s mate, Boker.” o : + “Won't you go and tell the captain to come here?” The sound of receding footsteps was heard below. “ Now, Bend, quick as lightning,” whispered Wand; <: “d awn we go.” - Down le went, followed by Bend. They groped along, ~ side by side. Suddenly the rays of a lantern, in the distance, coming from the direction of the descending passage-way, were 3 seen, partially lighting the gloom, revealing to the two men ~ gseverul rocky recesses, Into one of these darted the young captain, his companion, keeping at his side. Soon along came Captain Malo, holding — a lurge lantern. Ife glanced all round him, after serutinigin a Very strange,” he muttered, “ what can have become of him.” a He was about going back to his ‘mate, to ascertain the — meaning of this strange affair, when Wand emerged from the Malo, holding up the lantern, recogrized him. ; u¥5 “Hallo! hallol What means this? How came Pm 4 here ?” < “I came ‘yy Ht rope,” answered Wand, coolly. “ Which here’s hopiu’ it may never be twisted round neck,” said Tom Bend, addressing Malo. “ Who's this fellow ?” said Malo, scowling. “ He won't hurt you. One of my men.” “How, in the name of perdition, did you find my F “te = - - , es i= _™ a, “ ~- — ee ~ 4 - * a. * Ss ‘ . “aw To" a. aG ” 8 & a mei wv. i PY) ee od — =| iat 6 a ee — et