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Before I could lift hand or voice in interference he had braced his ure of wood, and, with aover upon the rock floor, hiether in a cloud of dust, an opening was revealed behind the stone pedestal on which the idol had stood Torch in hand I instantly crept forward I found myself in as little le beah soht crevice in the rock The narrow hole, for it was hardly ; both walls and floor were damp, but there were remnants of coarse food and a pannikin of water

Its sole occupant sat cross-legged on the hard floor, bound about the waist with a band of metal One end of this was attached to the wall in such a manner that the prisoner could neither rise to his feet nor lie down Never have these wandering eyes of ureuponat him incredulously His thin, pale, effeminate face was rendered wonderfully piteous by the depth of suffering so plainly revealed within the great, black, appealing eyes So peculiarly delicate were the features, so slender the fragile for loosely, that for a irl So strong was this iht pause enabled Cairnes to regain his feet and press past ure, I observed how suddenly his eyes hardened, his whole expression changed

"You are a priest of Roirlish face brightened instantly, the two thin hands plucking forth from soht of this the stern-mouthed Puritan drew sharply back, as if he feared contamination from the symbol

"Oui, Monsieur," answered the soft voice, with an odd note of joy in it "I am of the Society of Jesus"

"'T is plain to see What do you here?"

The priest s with tears fixed upon the cross

"'Tis strange question Surely Monsieur knoweth little of our Order, or he would not need to ask We are soldiers of Christ, co but the privilege of service, and the coe tribes of this river It has been the will of God that I suffer in order that through me some souls born into heathendom may thus be redeemed from the torments of the damned"