u

et below with a suddenness that jarred

Nor had the Army boy fallen into one pair of hands. Four or five men, a

odds. Hal was swiftly rolled over on to his face, in the dark, a

n armful of hemp under his face,

e. With the speed of skilled hands at the game these bro

angrily, but the wad of hemp was forced betwe

t, but the sound came ha

rascals finished their work by thrusting the hemp far enough into

e that it was an oblong, cellar-like place, p

d guess, this cellar must be l

himself as well as his captors. "What's their game, I wonder? Robbery? If it

de out the fact that his captors numbered eight. Five men had the look and wore th

ed down at the young soldier and gr

rs unusually acute now, heard their moving

?" thought Hal bitterly. "However, how was I to guess? In this Moro country must

Hal began to feel decidedly uncomforta

But not a single brown rascal of the lot took the trouble to thrust an exploring ha

e was not to be allowed ever to see his comrades again. That thought, of course, sent a chill of horror chasing up and down yo

e efforts to wriggle out of the bonds that held his wrists secure behind his back. "These knots have been tied by masters. I don't believ

hours, the boy heard a slight sound. L

urned on-from the

dazzled eyes could make

blinking in the glare until t

gente!" cried

he Army boy, and Overton knew

ou discomfort-a thousand pardons," observed Tomba mockin

d beside the young soldier's he

inquired the Army boy coldl

. Let me assure you that no friend will hear if you do call. But any great amount of n

the breast of his blouse a small, bright-bladed creese that migh

n played on me?" demand

you think it is? My friend, you will find tha

Sergeant Overton.

on that name since you can never repeat it to anyone but me, for Se?or Draney's decree is that, wh