or governor, he replied: "The Governor".




XVIII

CHLOROFORM


(Captain Bucknill, the Governor, was making his morning rounds, when
he heard that among the convicts claiming to see him was 76.)

A little man, prim, snappy, compact: an army officer, with
moustachios stuck upon him, to curve and finish him off.

"Well, what is it, 76?" said he busily at the cell door.

Hogarth struck a hand-salute--his old habit on His Majesty's ships.

"Sir, I wished to tell you that I have determined to escape from
this prison--if I can".

"Indeed, now! This is a most refreshing candour, 76!"

"I have said what I had to say", said Hogarth. "You keep a sharp eye
on me, and I, too, will keep a sharp eye".

The Governor puffed a breath of laughter, turned on his heels,
walked away, and that day spoke to three officials with regard to