Part 24 (1/2)
A terrible sensation of despair caed off to a shi+p, and carried right aas unbearable What were glorious foreign lands with their wonders to one ould be thought of as a cowardly thief?
As he leaned against a wall there in the darkness his busy brain pictured his stern-looking uncle telling his weeping race to her to uilty of such a crime, and then run away to avoid his punishht Don, ”how ht have been”
Then he forced himself to think out a way of escape, a little further conversation with Je him feel that he must depend upon himself, for poor Jem's injury seemed to make him at times confused; in fact, he quite startled his fellow-prisoner by exclai suddenly,--
”Nohere did I put theht, Sally 'Tarn't daylight yet”
”Jem, my lad, don't you knohere you are?”
”Don't I tell you? Phew! My head You there, Mas' Don?”
”Yes, Jem How are you?”
”Oh, lively, sir, lively; been asleep, I think Keep a good heart, Mas'
Don, and--”
”Hist! Here they coh the cracks of the door ”Jem, do you think you could make a dash of it as soon as they open the door?”
”No, Mas' Don, not now My head's all of a boos”
”Oh!” ejaculated Don despairingly
”But never you mind me, my lad You make a run for it, dive do as soon as the door's open That's how to get away”
_Cling_! _clang_!
Two bolts were shot back and a flood--or after the intense darkness what seeht flashed into the cellar, as the bluffthe lanthorn Then there was a great deal of shuffling of feet as if heavy loads were being borne down soerly at the party, it was to see four sailors, apparently wounded, perhaps dead, carried in and laid upon the floor
A thrill of horror ran through Don He had heard of the acts of the press-gangs as he end, and then they had passed froht before him and exemplified in a way that was terribly real These four e, and his indignation see et them, my lad Those four fellows made themselves tipsy and went to sleep,with bad headaches and in His Majesty's Service Fine lesson for theust A few nant, and full of commiseration for them; but the bluffto where the man stood by the lanthorn-bearer, Don laid his hand upon his ar to keep us, sir?” he said quietly ”My mother and my uncle will be very uneasy atwife”
”No, no; can't listen to you, my lad,” said the bluff 's shi+ps h
”But my mother?”
”Yes, I'm sorry for your mother, but you're too old to fret about her
We shallill have to wait till he coe to them at home?”
”To coive that facility to pressed et away There, be patient; ill not keep you in this hole long”