Part 15 (2/2)
CHAPTER EIGHT
Archy was some little distance ahead of his men, and he had just stepped into the patch of woodland which surrounded the Hoze, when he heard a pleasant little voice singing a snatch of a Jacobite song
He stopped short to listen, it sounded so bird-like and sweet, and half-laughingly he sang the last line over aloud, thinking the while how disloyal he was
Hardly had he finished, when there was a burst of barking, a rush, and a dog ca--
”Grip, Grip, co seemed to pay no heed to the call, and at a turn of the track, Archy saw hiht, and the youth felt disposed to take to his heels, and run for protection to his
If he ran it would look cowardly, and he knew for certain that the dog would co a virtue of necessity, he whipped out his dirk and ran hard at the dog, who checked his pace, hesitated, stopped, barked more furiously than ever, and then turned round, and was chased by thehihter, out for her daily walk
The girl turned white, and was in the act of turning to run ahen Archy's words arrested her
”No, no,” he cried, ”don't run away”
She stopped, and looked from his face to his dirk, and back
”Oh, I see,” he said, ”that alar the little weapon, ”I only drew it because your dog looked so fierce Does he bite?”
”So to see lanced at the lad's uniform
”I am Archibald Raystoke, of His Majesty's cutter _White Hawk_”
”And you want to seeto treht to see him The fact is, we have landed to search for a quantity of slers if we can”
Celia looked at hirew more and more white
”Will you show me the way to the house? The Hoze you call it, do you not?”
Celia gave a quick, almost imperceptible nod, as she recalled how she had lain in her clothes, and listened to the busy coht
As all this came to her mind, she felt at first as if sheof dread ca blankly at the frank-looking boy before her
”I know the great vault is full of ss,” she said to herself, ”and that they will think my father put them there What shall I do?”
”Poor little lassie!” said Archy to himself, as he smiled complacently; ”she has never seen an officer in uniforhtened her with my draord”
At that moment, Gurr came up with thelady lives at the house, Mr Gurr,” said Archy aloud, ”and she will show us the way”
Poor Celia felt as if she could neither move nor speak It see the king's ht to herself by the behaviour of the dog, who, on seeing his er who had chased him, had condescended to be quiet, but now that a fresh party of the enean to bark and growl furiously