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"Well I thought that perhaps you'd come to my house. Only to get rid of these men and not to get them into any trouble. Of course, no one in Hunston would annoy you when you were with me." If he had hated the thought of accepting protection from Mary Carstairs less intensely, he might have laughed aloud.

It will not be forgotten by the reader that the death of Robert Emmerson occurred on board the pirate vessel during the captivity of young Jack Harkaway and Harry Girdwood. Although so many adventures have been gone through since then, you can not have forgotten that during their captivity Hunston and Toro had striven might and main to compass the poor boy's destruction.

"But Hunston doesn't know it yet!" exclaimed Peter. "Kindly get that well into your head. All these Hackleys and Orricks still think that you're their meat Where're you going?" Varney, pausing at the hatch, deliberated whether he should say anything to Peter about Mr. Higginson's latest and most daring intrusion, and declared for the negative.

For it was Higginson, with his bribe-money, who had broken down the yacht; Higginson who would, in any case, have forced the return to Hunston; Higginson who had given this girl the right to think, as she did think, that she owed her escape wholly to an "accident" to the machinery.

But for this, Hunston would probably have languished and died wretchedly upon the coast of Greece, unless an accident had thrown him into the power of the authorities. In that case, his destiny would have been speedily accomplished. His end the scaffold. "Mr. Harkaway." "Doctor." "A word with you, if convenient, sir." "Certainly, doctor," returned old Jack. And they walked on deck together.

Varney's impaired constitution, but boggling over what regrets might haply betray him into the grip of the law's long arm. Varney traversed the clothes-hung backyard, came out into the dingy alley, and made rapidly for the cross-street, where a string of carriages showed that "the quality" of Hunston was not without interest in the day's proceedings.

And so, failing to persuade the girl to go on board then, they went back up the jetty, dropped into their boat, and, unlocking it, rowed out to sea. Hunston had overheard every word uttered. The full sense of his danger flashed across him. He was watched, he felt sure. "Not yet," said Hunston to himself, "not yet. Sooner than let them get hold of me, I'd lay my bones at the bottom of the sea."

All about him fell the pleasant evening noises of the wood, but he did not hear them. As he walked, his mind was rehearsing the whole story of his coming to Hunston, as he was now free to confess it to Uncle Elbert's daughter. That she would forgive him he never entertained a doubt.

"Let us fix a sum on them," said Toro, "so that their parents and friends may release them if they wish." This was approved of by one and all of his hearers. There was only a single dissentient voice. This was Hunston's. "If you attempt to temporise," he said, "you will be beaten, for sure." "Why?" "Beaten by whom?" "Harkaway." "Bah!" "Such is my experience of him," returned Hunston.

"Why does n't he get on the train and go to Hunston? Or, if Mrs. Carstairs is really so decent about the thing, why doesn't she get on the train and bring Mary down here?" "Good. I put both of those up to him, and they seemed to embarrass him a little. I gathered that he had suggested them both to Mrs. Carstairs, and that she had turned them down hard. The ground seemed delicate.