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"Lord!" says I gloos, not toto please you and instead--"

"I know, Martin, forgivein it I am very foolish belike, but so it is" And here she s, the bed, the chair and table and the shelves yonder, why you can contrive better in tiht and labour they will be doubly ours, made by you for our two selves and used by none but us"

"True," says I, greatly mollified, "but this pot now, I can never make you so brave a pot as this"

"Why, very well, Martin," says she sone" So I reached down the pot and espied therein a long-barrelled pistol; whipping it out, I blew off the dust and saas primed and loaded and with flint in place albeit very rusty I was yet staring at this when ives a little soft cry of pleasure and comes to me with soood place after all, for see--see what it hath given you!" and she shewed ood, stout saw Tossing aside the pistol, I took it eagerly enough, and, though it was rusty, a very serviceable tool I found it to be

"Ha, comrade!" says I, "Now shall you have a chair with arms, a cupboard, and a bed fit to lie on Here is all the furniture you one, if you would have your supper, Martin" So I followed her through the little tunnel and, having lowered her on to the table, gave her the pot and then (albeit she wasaway the firelock and pistol and any such odds and ends as ain the dis, butto the door, saw it opened on a steep declivity of rock wherein were rough steps or rather notches that yet gave good foothold; so I began to descend this narroay,vast heed to rew moist and sli co loo of water Then all at once I stopped and stood shivering (as well I e of rock and beyond this a pit, black and noisoish water