COLONEL BLOOD AND NED WARBECK.
When Wildfire Ned had hurried away with Ellen Harmer from the scene of strife, he was careful that no one should know whither he had taken her.
In order to thwart Colonel Blood, whom he knew would try to ferret her out, he hired a coach, and, with Lieutenant Garnet and himself inside, he trusted the reins to Bob Bertram, who lashed up the animals, and started off at a great pace towards the town residence of Sir Richard Warbeck.
“You have done for Phillip Redgill at last,” said Garnet, in a whisper, for fear of disturbing the sleeping girl.
“Yes, I think so,” Ned replied; “but it was in fair fight.”
“Oh, no doubt of that. I did not see it, but was told by those who did; in fact, I was too much engaged in storming the Block-house to observe anything but the skeleton devils jumping out of window into the river.”
“How the old building did burn, to be sure; such a blaze.”
“Yes; it was a grand sight, and lit up that part of the town most beautifully.”
“A fit end for such an infamous rendezvous.”
“So say I, and a gallant exploit it was, and reflects all honour on those engaged in it.”