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Parrish, Randall, 1858-1923

"The Strange Case of Cavendish"

I could scarcely miss you at that
distance."
They advanced in silence, through the faint gleam of light which
illumined the passage through the stone slits over the cell doors.
Only then did Mendez venture to pause, and glance back at his captor.
"Pardon, _senorita_," he said gallantly, "but I would have view of the
first lady who ever took Pasqual Mendez prisoner. The sight robs me of
all displeasure. In truth it is hardly necessary for you to resort to
fire-arms."
"I prefer them," shortly. "Go on!"
The darkness swallowed them again, but the way was clear, and, once
around the sharp turn, a glimmer of distant daylight made advance
easier. There was no sign of any guard visible, nor any movement
perceptible in the open vista beyond the cave entrance. The girl
touched Mendez's arm.
"Wait; I would ask a question, or two first, before we venture further.
I was brought in this way, yet my memory is not clear. There are two
log houses before the cave?"
"Yes," he answered readily, "one somewhat larger than the other--the
men occupy that; the other is for myself and my officers.


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