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SCENE IN @HE ROBBERS’ DEN. hot blood of the brute poured forth, his teeth relaxed, his heavy body fell upon the earth, and he died as noiselessly ag Gideon hac endured. The struggle, however, was not con- ducted wholly without sound, which did not escape the ears of the villains at the extremity of the gallery. They listened —ali was hushed, and their thoughts recurring to their Sith- ful sentinel, their hilarity was renewed. _ The passage in which Gideon stood conducted to a wider excavation at the end, and there sat the associate scoundrels, Above their heads a lamp was burning, and they were oecu- pied in drinking ardent spirits from tin cups, which were fre- quently from a large jar by their sides. Just within, the radii of the lamp, but at some distance, was Alice, seated in despair upon the ground, working her body to and fro in anguish, and occasionally giving vent to her frantic ter- ror by moans, which seemed messengers from the very depths of feeling. . The first object of em ore to convey to Al- ice a knowledge of his presence—that, and desolate as all was within this cave, the cloud might seem to have its silver lining, , He, therefore, crouching upon the ground, cau- tiously approached the place where she sat. Gradually he herself from out the reach of Gideot, who was thus con- strained aga.n to advance further into the circle of danger. This motion, slight as it was, did not escape the guilty. wretches at their potations. They both looked toward the _ from the habit of observation than from on prehension of an enemy within their castle, so that con- fidence Was soon again restored. They whispered to each other, and pointed significantly to their helpless prisoner, little that « bold and fearless champion of their poor cap- ve was noting their ribaldry almost at their elbows. Wher again the bottle engaged more of their attention guest, Gideon succeeded in another effort to teuch Alice, and so markedly that she raised her mournful eye te whence came the annoyance. It met that of Gideon 37 8 if Comicbooks.com a