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"Never fear, Mr Calder, sir; there'll be no skulkers among us," exclaimed Job Truefitt, from among the seamen. "Just you give the word as if you was on the quarter-deck of our own tight little frigate, and there is not a man here who won't obey you as smartly, whatever you thinks fit to order, whether it is to jump off the top of this here tower, or to knock over every Frenchman we meet."

Truefitt and others on finding this, leaped down among them, and singling out the culprits, bound them hand and foot, and bringing them on deck, threw them down with a kick in their sides, and an order to behave themselves. Soon after the din of battle was over, some cries were heard proceeding from a cabin in the after part of the vessel.

Truefitt's house," he said, slowly. Mr. Catesby pondered. "Truefitt, Truefitt," he repeated; "what sort of a woman is she?" "Widder-woman," said the landlord; "she lives there with 'er daughter Prudence." Mr. Catesby said "Indeed!" and being a good listener learned that Mrs.

"He may not be killed though, sir," said Job Truefitt. "If I may, I'll look for him." Ronald gave him leave. There were numbers of ropes hanging over the frigate's quarter. Job swarmed up by one of them, and directly after appeared with the captain, about whose body he had secured a rope. He lowered him down into the boat, and followed immediately. Still numbers of the crew remained.

"Am I so altered that you don't know me, Prudence?" inquired Mr. Catesby; with pathos. "Don't you know your Fred?" "Go out," said Mrs. Truefitt, recovering; "go out at once." Mr. Catesby looked from one to the other in consternation. "I know I've altered," he said, at last, "but I'd no idea " "If you don't go out at once I'll send for the police," said the elder woman, sharply. "Prudence, scream!"

You look the same as you always did, and it seems only yesterday since I kissed Prudence good-bye at the docks. You were crying, Prudence." Miss Truefitt made no reply; she gazed at him unflinchingly and then bent toward her mother. "He is mad," she whispered; "we must try and get him out quietly. Don't contradict him." "Keep close to me," said Mrs. Truefitt, who had a great horror of the insane.

"She is hopelessly vulgar," thought poor Miss Truefitt to herself; "and I always supposed Agnes would have such a nice, proper girl, such as she was herself in the old days; but that last photograph of Agnes shows a decided falling off. How truly glad I am that I was never induced to marry an American!

"If I'd my way I'd break out of this here hole, knock the mounseers down that stands guard, and cut and run," observed Job Truefitt, as he woke up after a sound sleep on some straw, in the afternoon of the day on which he and his companions had been shut up in the tower. "We might get hold of some fishing craft or other, and make good our escape. I've heard of such things being done afore now."

"That is true," she said, quietly. "And I would sooner be sitting here than any-where," pursued Catesby. "That is," he added, rising, and taking a chair by her side, "except here." Miss Truefitt appeared to tremble, and made as though to rise. Then she sat still and took a gentle peep at Mr. Catesby from the corner of her eye. "I hope that you are not sorry that I am here?" said that gentleman.

"You'll be back by nine, I suppose." Mrs. Truefitt assented. "And you won't be leaving before seven," continued Prudence. "I shall be all right." Mr. Catesby's face glowed and his eyes grew tender; Prudence was as clever as she was beautiful. The delicacy with which she had intimated the fact of the unconscious Mrs. Truefitt's absence on the following evening was beyond all praise.

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