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"Come here," he said, beckoning to him. "Don't make any noise, Hop." "Me no makee noisee," was the reply. "Me knowee allee 'boutee; me just see Misler Wild. He tied to um post, and ten mans by him. Allee samee velly muchee bad workee." "You saw Wild!" Arietta exclaimed, looking at the Chinaman in surprise. "Lat allee samee light, Missy Alietta." "Where did you see him?"

Arietta was the only one of the three who had been born and reared in the West, but Anna and Eloise had been there long enough to become accustomed to its ways, and they could ride horseback and shoot with great skill.

"Take him alive, Charlie," advised Arietta, "Where are Jim and the girls?" "Right back there a little ways," was the reply. "But you jest leave it ter me ter settle with Cap Roche. I'll show ther two-faced galoot what's what!" Arietta said no more, but hurried through the pass in the direction Charlie had indicated.

"Ther gals kin go back ter Big Bonanza, I reckon," he said. "Then there won't be any danger of 'em gittin' hurt." Anna and Eloise were perfectly willing to this, but Arietta shook her head. "I am going to stay here till Wild is free," she declared. The scout knew very well that there was no use in arguing the question with her.

But let them remember, that I do hereby enter my Caveat against this Piece of Raillery. No. 11. Tuesday, March 13, 1711. Steele. 'Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas. Juv. Arietta is visited by all Persons of both Sexes, who may have any Pretence to Wit and Gallantry.

Miss Hartmann had just finished an Arietta of Beethoven's, which was rapturously received, when Alice Merivale stole up behind me, radiant in pale green mist as it seemed to me to ask how I enjoyed the selections. I could scarcely think of answering her until my eyes had taken in the full beauty of her face and form.

Wild asked the question in an indifferent way, but he was really anxious to hear, for he had no idea that Arietta had made her escape. He had heard the shot, too, and he was eager to find out what it all meant. "Yer want ter know what was ther matter in ther cave, eh?" asked Snivel, looking at the boy and scowling. "Well, I don't know as it will do any hurt ter tell yer.

Hop now clambered up the cliff to find Arietta and Jim. Once at the top he looked around, but could see nothing of them. He quickly made his way over to the other side and cautiously peered over. The outlaws had just brought Wild out of the cave, and on a ledge about twelve feet above him were Arietta and Jim, hiding behind a rock.

Whether they were developing a kitchen garden, or emulating Professor Schliemann at Mycenæ, the new-comers were evidently persons of refined musical taste: the lady had a contralto voice of remarkable sweetness, although of no great compass, and I used often to linger of a morning by the high gate and listen to her executing an arietta, conjecturally at some window upstairs, for the house was not visible from the turnpike.

At the same moment Hop was hurrying to the edge of the cliff on the other side to tell the miners to rush into the cave. The critical moment had arrived. The villains had just finished tying Wild to the post when a lariat whizzed through the air and settled over the head and shoulders of the leader. "Here is the way we are going to pay the toll!" cried Arietta.