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I whispered loudly: "Carlos! Carlos!" There was a moment of hoarse whispering;
a sudden gruff sound. A shaft of blazing yellow light darted from the level of the
ground into my dazed eyes. A man sprang at me and thrust something cold and ...
I was being arrested. . . . "In the King's name. . . ." It was a most sudden
catastrophe. A hand was clutching my windpipe. "Don't you so much as squeak,
Mr. Castro," a voice whispered in my ear. The lanthorn light suddenly died out,
and I heard ...
Rangsley slipped from his horse. "Blindfold 'em, lads," he cried, and turned me
sharply round. "Don't struggle," he whispered in my ear; his silk handkerchief
came cool across my eyelids. I felt hands fumbling with a knot at the back of my
It was he who had cried the watchword, "Snuff and enough," and who had held
the whispered consultation. Carlos and Castro had waited in their hiding-place,
having been spectators of the arrival of the runners and of my capture. I gathered
"Ah, amigo mio, but you must now," said Carlos gently — "you must " And, looking
me straight in the face with a still, penetrating glance of his big, romantic eyes, "It
is a good life," he whispered seductively, "and I like you, John Kemp.
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