the matter tamely enough, and many declared their belief that those
men who never came back must have fallen into shaking bogs or hollow
swamps. 'Ha, ha!' the fellow chuckled, 'they were not very far
astray! The "hollow swamp" was almost like an inspiration. Well,
youngster, we have been frequently visited by _posses_ since,
but for the greater part we permit them to roam our labyrinths
unmolested. Now and again, however, one, or two, or three intruders
are missing; but considering what a wonderful man-trap the swamp is,
these small matters do not make very much commotion in the outside
world. But we are almost at our journey's end.' As he spoke the ruddy
glare of a fire could be seen a short way off.

A huge rock lifted itself in the wood, and behind this the gang had
assembled. Their manner at once became changed upon the approach of
the captain; but they could not conceal their astonishment at the
sight of our hero; for they had read in their leader's eyes that he
was not destined for harm.

'I bring a friend, lads, who is henceforth a member of our family.
He pinked his man to-day in a duel, and was clearing off in a devil
of a hurry, when I offered him our hospitalities.'

'Pinked his man, aye?' exclaimed one of the gang, a hideous looking
ruffian with small eyes, bushy eye-brows, and draggled red hair. 'He
seems better cut out to pink toads.'

'If we want your opinion upon such matters we will ask for it,' the
captain observed, looking sternly upon the insulting ruffian.

'We are to live together, so we may as well commence by getting