Part 33 (2/2)

Of course he was in one of those thick one to sleep on?

The light died out, and it was a long time before, like a flash, came the answer

The deck of the cutter!

He made a moveone to steep during his watch, and his pain and stiffness were like a punish

”What will Mr Brough say if he knows?” he thought, and then he groaned, for the pain caused by the an to clear, and he set himself to wonder with more force This was not the deck, for he could feel that he was lying on as like an old sail, and where his hand lay was not wood, but cold hard stone, with a big crack full of small scraps

The lad shook his head and then uttered a low h as he lay, still trying hard to think, failing-- trying in a half drea all over, for he relers--the scene in the darkness of the roo of that boy who jeered at hile, with the result all plainly pictured, till he was stunned or had swooned away

These thoughts were alain, and he lay there with a hot sensation of rage against the treacherous young scoundrel who had lured hiainst the bars till he was secured and bound Yes, and his eyes were bandaged He could recall it now

”Oh, only wait till I get my chance!” he muttered, and he involuntarily clenched his fists

He lay perfectly quiet again though, for he found that any exertion brought on mental confusion as well as pain, and he wanted to think about his position

It carees reater clearness, he found an explanation of the fancy he had felt, that he iving hiination, part was reality, for there could be no doubt about that faint odour of spirits It was brandy, but brandy in slers had shut his

”Well, they have not killed h

”They dared not try that, and all I have to do now is to escape, if Mr Brough does not send the lads to fetch h the whole ti it was for a titled gentle, and what a revelation he would have for the lieutenant and the

Then he thought of Celia, and how bright and innocent she had seehts of her, however, directly as his angry feeling increased against Rairl

He , often in a drowsy, half-confused way, but rousing up froainst Ram, who seeling gang

By degrees he grew conscious of a fresh pain, one that was certainly not produced by his late struggles, or by stiffness fro upon an old sail stretched upon the daht this last, he asked himself why he called it the damp floor of a vault For it was not damp, but perfectly dry, and below the scraps of stone in the sea, and there was no ry; and paradoxically, as he grew better he greorse, the pain in the head being condensed in a ion, where nature carries on a kind of factory of bone, th

Suddenly Archy recalled that his legs had been bound, and he sat up to find that they were free now, and if he liked he could rise and go to the gratedand call for help

”If I do, they'll coain,”

he thought, ”and it is no use to do that I may as ait till I hear our men's voices, and then I'll soon let them knohere I am”