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Meanwhile I had a misty notion of the fight going against Mr Frewen and my two friends, and just then Jarette yelled in French, and directly after in English

"Silence!" snapped out Jarette, and a sharp smack was followed by a low moan. Then in loud hysterical tones, as if a hoarse frantic woman were appealing, I heard as I sat shuddering there "No, no, don't, Captain Jarette. I'll work with you, and stick to you, and help you always. Don't do that." "You you cowardly, sneaking traitor! Who'd trust you an inch out of his sight? Over with him, lads.

"Hope it be," grumbled a voice behind me, and I turned sharply to see that Hampton was close alongside. "Yes, sir," he said again, "I hope it be, but chaps who wears earrings has got tempers like spiteful women, and that chap Jarette arn't the sort to forget a blow." "Did the captain hit him very hard?"

"We have no plans," they all said eagerly. "Then you have one?" "Yes," said Mr Frewen. "I have one a wild and desperate one, whose aim is to separate Jarette from his followers, living, and to make him prisoner. It may fail, for it is, as I say, a wild and desperate plan." "In Heaven's name then, doctor, what is it?" said the captain, feebly.

I wish I was a boy again." "And the best of the fun will be," I continued excitedly, "old Jarette will never think anyone would go straight to his cabin, and be watching everywhere else." "Then you think you can do this?" said Mr Frewen, eagerly. "Oh yes, I think so, sir." "I'd better come with you, my lad," he continued. "No; that would spoil all.

But I hesitated to go farther in that horrible darkness, dreading some fresh complication, and feeling that now I had reached a part where I could hear, it would be wise to go back and accept my fate of a prisoner, and see what Jarette would do, when all at once the tapping, which had been unheard for some time, recommenced, and apparently so close, that my cowardly dread passed off, and I determined to go on.

For the rustling noise had been made by Jarette, who had crept along unnoticed till he could plant a powder-bag, and as I glanced out I saw that he was rapidly laying a train by drawing a second bag of powder after him as he stepped rapidly back towards another man who was carrying a lighted lanthorn lighted, I felt sure, though in the brilliant sunshine the flicker of the candle inside was hardly visible.

It was all my exaggerated fancy, I felt, for it would do them good, and bring them to their senses to find themselves separated and away from the influence of Jarette.

We are going to keep close to the ship till help comes." "Keep off, you dogs," snarled Jarette; "you will have it then," and he fired again.

This seemed to prove that my ideas were right, and that Jarette had taken possession of this cabin now for his own use, and at all hazards I was about to hurry there, when I caught sight of another faint light on my right a mere line of light which came from beneath the cabin-door, and told me plainly enough that this was the one in which Miss Denning was kept a prisoner.