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_. Her manner was masculine; her black eyes flashed and twinkled, as she spoke. Mary shrunk, repelled by her. “ Come, none of that,” said Nettie, “ but sit down here,” point- _ ing to a chair, “and behave yourself.” - “ You speak to me as if I was a child,” said Mary, laughing. _ Pray, what means this impertinence ; and why, oh, why am I =: ‘brought here ?” and tears flowed from the brown eyes. “I will soon find out for you,” answered Nettie, “ as I like to oblige my prisoners. Do you know,” she added,-“I have had worse ones to deal with than you ?” : Mary paid little attention to her words, perceiving which the brunette walked out with a Baunting air, which was also Tost upon the other. | Soon she returned. She had peclotagaad from her father why Miss Clare had been brought here. Her parent had found out that Mary was the daughter of the merchant, Her- ~ bert Clare—a man who, by pecuniary aid and other means, had done all in his power to help such parties as had been ‘sent out in quest of smugglers. It was a mere desire of re- _ Yenge, therefore, that had prompted the captain to carry the etal to this retreat. Mary doubted such a story. Some ofler motive must have induced the man to convey her here. In a short time Mary made herself more comfortable by a change of attire provided by Nettie. — _ There is something on your mind,” said the latter, “ besides _ your sorrow’ at being confined here.” a Just then there was a tap at the door. Nettie opened it, when a tall, brown fellow presented her with a beautiful pair of velvet slippers. “That is Mr. Boker, father’s mate,” said: Nettie, after she _ shad accepted the slippers, and rather unceremoniously shut : door in his face ; “ he is ever pestering me with presents. Bis don’t like him, at all.” - As she spoke, she tried on the slippers with a satisfied air, __- remarking that they would do very well for smuggled goods. bs Mary paid little attention to what was going on. Seated _ {nm a corner, she mused sadly upon late events. - Meanwhile the swashing of water round the schooner pro- claimed that she was under way. A few hours passed, when Mary was conducted to a boat Cconmcoooks.comnn