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"What then? Shall I take a blow from such as he?" "You were wrong to strike a child a child too that is unarmed." Hunston hung his head at this way of putting it. "No matter; he shall die for this." "Perhaps so; but meanwhile, there is possibility of ransom. The interests of the band can not be allowed to suffer for you." Hunston was silent.
There was a professional touch in it, which once felt could never be forgotten. Hunston had felt such a clutch once in England, and the recollection was likely to last him as long as he lived. He forgot where he was, every thing, and instinctively he faltered this inquiry "On what charge?" "Murder!" He knew the voice. He had no need to look round; the voice was not one easily forgotten.
The arm was removed, but only with infinite trouble and suffering; and then, after some considerable time, Hunston began to experience a faint sense of relief. The sufferings slowly diminished. This convinced Hunston that he had been correct in supposing that the poison was concealed in the mechanical arm.
You all know that if I am almost too proud and too happy to speak at all just now, it is because a kindly chance sent Mr. Maginnis to Hunston."
Two hours later, when he had got back to Hunston, after an interminable nightmare of running over rough ground with unaccustomed limbs, and stumbling heavily to earth, and rising up to struggle again, he had learned to what uses his enemies had put that absence.
Hunston followed their movements with the greatest possible interest, and as they shot past him for the third time round the room, he contrived to take from the Greek captain's hand one of the lady's bracelets which he had with some dexterity removed. The next round he was less successful.
"The tables are turned now, Mr. Pike," said a voices "You will remain our prisoner till Tomaso is released." It was so dark that Pike could not see the speaker, but he had no doubt that it was Hunston. The impression was confirmed in an instant by the goatherd, who said in a jeering manner "Ha, ha, ha! Why don't you capture him? You were so very brave to talk, yet you do nothing."
It is needless to prolong the sufferings which these poor boys feel already." "Silence, and begone!" exclaimed Hunston fiercely. "You have no right to speak to the men." "I have every right," returned the woman, boldly. "Silence yourself, I say, and know your place!" Her voice and manner half-awed Hunston, who fell back a pace or two.
But after a certain delay it began to tell. He moaned. Then moved. Then turned upon his back. "Hunston! Hunston! oh, Hunston!" Sunday groaned. "Awake." And then the two darkeys would groan together. A responsive moan from Hunston was heard. He opened his eyes, moaned and groaned, and awoke wakeful at once. And when he awoke! His startled eyes fell upon two awful and awesome figures.
"Because the traitor, Lirico, is to die at daybreak; we can't have two executions so near to each other. Let them all die together." "Lirico," said Hunston, "and why has he to die? I haven't heard in what he has offended." "A hateful thing," was the reply of his informant; "Lirico has offended against the foundation rule of the band." "How?"
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