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52 BLACK ARROW, THE AVENGER. inmates were at once seized, and compelled, by threats or by gags, to keep quict; that she herself was gagged, and was partly led, partly carried, away from her home. | She was blindfolded and placed upon 4 horse, which was led away slowly. She did not know in what. direction she was taken, or how far she went; but the journey seemed a log one, as it was painful an4 tedious. At last the horse wa stopped, and she was taken down and compelled to walk." ‘here was then but one man with her, mul pr oe he held her arm, She knew that she de- _ where the man was Obliged to hold her fey Serene her from falling, After a little while she was thrust through an opening in the earth, she supposed, and _ fell forward on thé datnp ground. She was not much hurt by the fall; but her situation was so dreadful, that her senses gave way, and shé fainted where she fell. When she pm to herself, the bandage had been removed from lier eyes, and she’ was seated on 4 pile of blankets. She looked around, and fottid herself in a small and low apart. ment, that looked as if it had been dug out of the ground. The walls were damp and gloomy; but in one corner a Jittle fire was blazing, recently kindled, which might in time bave the effect of dispelling the damp, though its smoke was at that moment far from pleasant. The man who had kindled the fire stood near it, gazing at it, and occasionally at Rose. He was the only person, besides herself, in itp a Semel ‘and she shuddered as she looked at him. She bad seen bim frequently, and she knew his name—he was called Charles St. Clair; but he had only ni had pare e audacity to speak to Colonel Lan- dry’s « t occasion—it was plain that he had been dri nae sch had uttered some threats which she had nat a ded, but which now caused her to tremble with fright as they came back to her memory. “'“ You know me, I see,” safl St. Clair, as he noticed her sok. * You will know me better, I reckon, before - you are through with me. But don’t be scared, lady-bird; I'm vnefiber a bear nor @ painter. I won't ext you, and I won't hurt you in any way, if you will behave yourself and be docile” | |S What ¢ do you. want ? _ What have you brought me here. conmiclooolkks.comn