on the table, and turned to us with an air of some excitement.

"There is one point that we must know," said he. "Are they going

to butcher the lot of us, or only Huddlestone? Did they take you

for him, or fire at you for your own BEAUX YEUX?"

"They took me for him, for certain," I replied. "I am near as

"I am going to make sure," returned Northmour; and he stepped up to

the window, holding the lamp above his head, and stood there,

quietly affronting death, for half a minute.