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eo ho 09 > oe oT deck had expired, he did not go below. With the watchfulness of a lynx, he sat in the foretop, his eyes turned aft. Tue officer of the watch had gone below to call his relief. Up came the captain, a moment later, and moved over to | the lee-rail with something in his hand. There was a light splash as he threw the article into the sea, then retreated jato the cabin. _ Bend déscended rapidly to the decke He crept swiftly away until nearly amidship, when he dropped into the boat lying alongside, From this he lowered himself into the sea, atid dove like a shark inte the clear waters, procuring the thing _ the captain had thrown over, ere it had sunk many fathoms. “Tt wis a long manuscript book, which Bend thrust quickly beneath his Guernsey. He then returned to the deck before Sei other watch had come up. ™) At daylight the officer of the deck ordered Bend aft. He Was sent into the cabin as a guard—there being no marines 4 iin the cutter—over a prisoner, who, he was informed, had | _ recently been captured. The prisoner was confined in an ae in the cabin, the door of which was locked upon = ‘Bend, humbly saluting, slonk forwara. Whet his time on aq = e Watson, however, had taken’ the Siecatitlon to have an armed man stationed, night and day, at the door. The men - relieved each other regularly, at this post, every two hours, : Provided with the cutlass which the deck officer had given him, Bend soon was pacing to and fro by the door. A face now appeared at a small opehing—a sort of grating for yentilation in the top of the door. ~ , Bead drew back unable to repress a slight cry of surprise, or , Captain Wand! Se tliis was the prisoner—the man whom he (Bend) had “= peer informed had been shot! ~The Cape Coil min could scacely believe his senses. THis “509 was excessive, at recognizing Wand, alive and well. 4 “Guard, » sdid tlie young man, “will you inform the = that I need some fresh drinking-water, here. That _ which has been left me is no better than bilge-water.” % Bend ssp agit around him, to make sure that no ce. Comichbookss;com) “ .*= y eo oe -_ et) Lge ee