Letters on Literature

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throwbackyourhair,sir。’

Ifeltthatallchanceofescapewasatanend;andsteppingforwardasnearasthetablewouldallowmetohim,Iraisedmyhead,threwbackmyhair,andfixedmyeyessternlyandboldlyuponhisface。

Isawthatheknewmeinstantly,forhiscountenanceturnedaspaleasasheswithsurpriseandhatred。Hestartedup,placinghishandinstinctivelyuponhissword-hilt,andglaringatmewithalooksodeadly,thatIthoughteverymomenthewouldstrikehisswordintomyheart。

Hesaidinakindofwhisper:’HardressFitzgerald?’

’Yes;’saidI,boldly,fortheexcitementofthescenehadeffectuallystirredmyblood,’HardressFitzgeraldisbeforeyou。

Iknowyouwell,CaptainOliver。Iknowhowyouhateme。Iknowhowyouthirstformyblood;butinagoodcause,andinthehandsofGod,Idefyyou。’

’Youareadesperatevillain,sir,’saidCaptainOliver;’arebelandamurderer!

Holloa,there!guard,seizehim!’

Asthesoldiersentered,Ithrewmyeyeshastilyroundtheroom,andobservingaglowingfireuponthehearth,IsuddenlydrewGeneralSarsfield’spacketfrommybosom,andcastingitupontheembers,plantedmyfootuponit。

’Securethepapers!’shoutedthecaptain;

andalmostinstantlyIwaslaidprostrateandsenselessuponthefloor,byablowfromthebuttofacarbine。

IcannotsayhowlongIcontinuedinastateoftorpor;butatlength,havingslowlyrecoveredmysenses,Ifoundmyselflyingfirmlyhandcuffeduponthefloorofasmallchamber,throughanarrowloop-

holeinoneofwhosewallstheeveningsunwasshining。Iwaschilledwithcoldanddamp,anddrenchedinblood,whichhadflowedinlargequantitiesfromthewoundonmyhead。ByastrongeffortIshookoffthesickdrowsinesswhichstillhunguponme,and,weakandgiddy,Irosewithpainanddifficultytomyfeet。

Thechamber,orrathercell,inwhichIstoodwasabouteightfeetsquare,andofaheightverydisproportionedtoitsotherdimensions;itsaltitudefromthefloortotheceilingbeingnotlessthantwelveorfourteenfeet。Anarrowslitplacedhighinthewalladmittedascantylight,butsufficienttoassuremethatmyprisoncontainednothingtorenderthesojournofitstenantawhitlesscomfortlessthanmyworstenemycouldhavewished。

Myfirstimpulsewasnaturallytoexaminethesecurityofthedoor,theloop-holewhichIhavementionedbeingtoohighandtoonarrowtoaffordachanceofescape。Ilistenedattentivelytoascer-

tainifpossiblewhetherornotaguardhadbeenplacedupontheoutside。

Notasoundwastobeheard。Inowplacedmyshouldertothedoor,andsoughtwithallmycombinedstrengthandweighttoforceitopen。It,however,resistedallmyefforts,andthusbaffledinmyappealtomereanimalpower,exhaustedanddisheartened,Ithrewmyselfontheground。

Itwasnotinmynature,however,longtosubmittotheapathyofdespair,andinafewminutesIwasonmyfeetagain。

WithpatientscrutinyIendeavouredtoascertainthenatureofthefasteningswhichsecuredthedoor。

Theplanks,fortunately,havingbeennailedtogetherfresh,hadshrunkconsiderably,soastoleavewidechinksbetweeneachanditsneighbour。

BymeansoftheseaperturesIsawthatmydungeonwassecured,notbyalock,asIhadfeared,butbyastrongwoodenbar,runninghorizontallyacrossthedoor,aboutmidwayupontheoutside。

’Now,’thoughtI,’ifIcanbutslipmyfingersthroughtheopeningoftheplanks,Icaneasilyremovethebar,andthen——’

Myattempts,however,wereallfrustratedbythemannerinwhichmyhandswerefastenedtogether,eachembarrassingtheother,andrenderingmyeffortssohopelesslyclumsy,thatIwasobligedtogivethemoverindespair。

Iturnedwithasighfrommylasthope,andbegantopacemynarrowprisonfloor,whenmyeyesuddenlyencounteredanoldrustynailorholdfaststickinginthewall。

AllthegoldofPlutuswouldnothavebeensowelcomeasthatrustypieceofiron。

Iinstantlywrungitfromthewall,andinsertingthepointbetweentheplanksofthedoorintothebolt,andworkingitbackwardsandforwards,Ihadatlengththeunspeakablesatisfactiontoperceivethatthebeamwasactuallyyieldingtomyefforts,andgraduallyslidingintoitsberthinthewall。

Ihaveoftenbeenengagedinstruggleswheregreatbodilystrengthwasrequired,andeverythewandsinewinthesystemtaxedtotheuttermost;but,strangeasitmayappear,Ineverwassocompletelyexhaustedandovercomebyanylabourasbythiscomparativelytriflingtask。

AgainandagainwasIobligedtodesist,untilmycrampedfinger-jointsrecoveredtheirpower;butatlengthmyperseverancewasrewarded,for,littlebylittle,I

succeededinremovingtheboltsofarastoallowthedoortoopensufficientlytopermitmetopass。

WithsomesqueezingIsucceededinforcingmywayintoasmallpassage,uponwhichmyprison-dooropened。

Thisledintoachambersomewhatmorespa

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