Jack Harkaway and His Son's Escape from the Brigands of Greece

by Bracebridge Hemyng

"When I woke up, I heard two persons conversing close by the green arbour where I sat."

"Yes."

"Two familiar voices."

"Ha!" exclaimed Harkaway, eagerly.

"Now guess," said Mole, "who the two familiar voices belonged to?"

"Can't."

"Out with it."

"One of the voices," said Mr. Mole, "was Hunston's, the other was—"

"Toro's?"

"No."