. The uncharted island . e. The Queen—God blessher — has no account against us. Its a familytreasure. Here Ned made a welcome diversion by callingthrough the hole that Tony had recovered, and wasgoing to try to wriggle his way back. In a veryshort time his pale, haggard face was being carefullyscanned under the glare of two ship lanterns. Nedsface, when he joined the group, was hardly lessghastly than Tonys. Why, whats the matter ? cried Ned, as soon ashe had recovered, to some small extent, from his as-tonishment at the change that had taken place in thecave since he had quitted it a few minu
. The uncharted island . e. The Queen—God blessher — has no account against us. Its a familytreasure. Here Ned made a welcome diversion by callingthrough the hole that Tony had recovered, and wasgoing to try to wriggle his way back. In a veryshort time his pale, haggard face was being carefullyscanned under the glare of two ship lanterns. Nedsface, when he joined the group, was hardly lessghastly than Tonys. Why, whats the matter ? cried Ned, as soon ashe had recovered, to some small extent, from his as-tonishment at the change that had taken place in thecave since he had quitted it a few minutes before. Where have all those fellows come from ? Its your place to answer questions, my lad, notto ask them. It was Rankler who made this remark; but beforehe had time to get an answer, Martin struck in,- Yes, Ned, hes all right. Theyre from Now tell me what you saw in there. Haveyou found anything ?: But what do the Weasels want here ? I say, will you answer ? Have you hurt your-self, or did Tony ?. ft i<S M• ///t. that he had time to look around. Page 261- THE WEASELS JOIN IN. 261 Oh no; I didnt hurt myself. And as to whatwe saw, ask him. You tell, Ned ; I cant Thus driven to the point, Ned told how he hadsqueezed through the hole as soon as he had heardthe shriek, and had stumbled up the stairs and alonga long gallery that was very narrow though fairlyhigh. There was only the one way possible, so hehad no fear either of missing Tony or of losing hisway back. He had pushed on unhesitatingly, keep-ing the light of his bulls-eye steadily on the groundin case of a hole; for his fear had been that Tonyhad tumbled down some such hole. Soon this fearfor Tony was set at rest; for there he lay in a heapbefore him, and beside him lay the extinguished bulls-eye, giving out its usual unpleasant stench. Busy with his efforts to rouse Tony, he had paidno attention to anything else. It was not till he hadreturned with
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