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Anne repeated the question in louder tones: "Is that you?" There was the certain prospect of alarming her, if some reply was not given. There was no help for it. Come what come might, Arnold answered, in a whisper: "Yes." The door was flung wide open. Anne Silvester appeared on the threshold, confronting him. "Mr. Brinkworth!!!" she exclaimed, standing petrified with astonishment.

"I knew it," and he continued, "King Charles is nearing his end. But a few months more must see the last of this monarch, and then we will have another. The great question which appeals to the heart of every Englishman to-day is, shall it be a Protestant or a Catholic?" "A Protestant!" cried John Louder, in his bigoted enthusiasm.

Glossin," said be, in, a whispering voice. "Call louder," answered Dirk Hatteraick. "Mr. Glossin, for God's sake come away!" "He'll hardly do that without help," said Hatteraick. "What are you chattering there for, Mac-Guffog?" called out the captain from below. "Come away, for God's sake. Mr. Glossin!" repeated the. turnkey. At this moment the jailor made his appearance with a light.

"Pay 'is rent, and yer can chuck 'im out of the winder, if yer like!" They climbed the crazy staircase. Fardell opened the door of the room above without even the formality of knocking. An old man sat there, bending over a table, half dressed. Before him were several sheets of paper. "I believe we're in time," Fardell muttered, half to himself. "Parkins, is that you?" he asked, in a louder tone.

A very few people were scattered about in the huge space which contained the stalls, some nondescript men, whispering to each other, or yawning and staring vaguely; and five or six women who looked more alert and vivacious. There was no one visible in the shrouded boxes. The lights were kept very low. The sound of hammering continued and became louder.

Meantime the uproar outside grew louder than ever, and there were new sounds, a horn was winded, and there was a shout of "Dieu aide!" the Norman war-cry, joined with "Notre Dame de Harcourt!" "There, there!" cried Sir Eric, with a long breath, as if relieved of half his anxieties, "the boy has sped well. Bernard is here at last! Now his head and hand are there, I doubt no longer."

The louder Harry spoke, the louder Mundungo and his followers shouted. At last the king issued an order, and we were once more surrounded by guards and marched away to a house on the other side of the square, into which we were unceremoniously thrust. "I wonder what these fellows are going to do with us," said Tom.

He was conscious now of louder shoutings; of the sting on his cheek; of the traffic, drifting on slowly. Then he, too, started to walk away, in the opposite direction; it mattered little whither he bent his footsteps now. Dandy Joe had disappeared; the hope of attaining his end through him, of being led to the retreat of one he had so long desired to find, had proved illusive.

"Sounds to me as though it's to the left, sir." "O.K., let's go and investigate," said Strong. "There isn't any good reason for a ship coming down in this deadly soup or in this area." Walking slowly and cautiously, the two spacemen angled to the left, peering through the clouds of gas that seemed to get thicker as they moved along. The roaring blast of the ship became louder.

No noise, though: if anyone intends to surprise us, it is as well that we should surprise them instead." The watch below were instantly on deck, and in a few minutes every preparation was made for the reception of an enemy. Still we could not see any boats, but the louder sound of oars in the rowlocks convinced us that they were approaching. Again the sound ceased.