Save the bright red fusee spluttering and burning not a glimmer of light could be seen.
He groped his way along the bottom of the ship.
But when least he expected it, he was grasped by a skeleton hand!
With an oath, Wildfire Ned drew his dirk.
A terrible conflict ensued.
One minute more, and the magazine would explode.
“We shall die together, young Warbeck!” said the skeleton.
And now began a duel which never had equal before.
In that dark hold they struggled for mastery.
It was a terrific struggle.