If the Vampire, always supposing she is the one, is not hurt, light a second candle--only one of them.

If she should be disabled, you will light two candles." Christy repeated what he had said, and was careful not to give the steward too much to remember.

As soon as the matter was fully understood, the middy mounted his horse, and they proceeded on their mission down the river.

After they had ridden about three miles, Mr.
Watts insisted that the steamer was coming, and that it was the Vampire.
"I don't see anything," added Christy.
"Neither do I; but I know that the Vampire is coming up the river.

If you listen, you will hear a hoarse puffing; and nothing but that old ark could make such a wheezy noise," replied the steward.
The middy heard it and was satisfied..