Do your duty, whatever that may be." "That won't do," said Dick, stoutly; "ye must promise not to holler out." "I promise," said Gascoyne, sternly.

"Pray cease this trifling; and, if it is not inconsistent with your duty, let me know where I am to be taken to." "That's just wot I'm not allowed for to tell.

But you'll find it out in the coorse of time.

Now, all that you've got to do is to walk by my side, and do wot I tell ye." The prisoner made no answer.

He was evidently weary of the conversation, and his thoughts were already wandering on other subjects.
The door was now unlocked by one of the three men who stood near it.