CHAPTER VI .-- The Warning--an Escape.
Reilly, in the meantime, was not insensible to his danger.

About eleven o'clock the next day, as he was walking in his garden, Tom Steeple made his appearance, and approached him with a look of caution and significance.
"Well, Tom," said he, "what's the news ?" Tom made no reply, but catching him gently by the sleeve of his coat, said, "Come wid Tom; Tom has news for you.

Here it is, in de paper;" and as he spoke, he handed him a letter, the contents of which we give: "Dearest Reilly: The dreadful discovery I have made, the danger and treachery and vengeance by which you are surrounded, but, above all, my inexpressible love for you, will surely justify me in not losing a moment to write to you; and I select this poor creature as my messenger because he is least likely to be suspected.

It is through him that the discovery of the accursed plot against you has been made.

It appears that he slept in the castle last night, as he often does, and having observed Sir Thomas Whitecraft and that terrible man, the Red Rapparee, coming into the house, and going along with papa into his study, evidently upon some private business, he resolved to listen.