take you where they
will teach you better manners."

He caught her roughly by the shoulder, and Lucia went with him only too
gladly. If she could get him well away from the cave, it would be time
enough to think of herself. She, had no doubt that she would be able
to run away from him later on.

As they walked along the noise underground grew louder. Every now and
then the man would turn and look at her suspiciously. He did not speak
to her, however, and they walked for quite a distance in silence. When
Lucia considered that they had gone far enough she stopped.

"Where are you taking me?" she demanded with spirit.

"Never mind, you come along," the man replied impatiently. "Time
enough for you to know when we get there."

"But I won't go any further." Lucia was determined. "Do you think
that I will be taken prisoner by an Austrian? Never!"

Her eyes blazed indignantly. She planned so many times just what she
would do, if she was ever brought face to face with her hated enemy,
that the feeling of helplessness that she felt under the big man's hand
infuriated her.

"Come along, I will not speak again," the Austrian commanded, and once
more Lucia went on, unable to withstand the strength of his arm.

The flat ground ended abruptly, and they had to climb down jagged
rocks. Lucia thought that her chance of escape had come, but the
Austrian never lessened his hold on her arm.

They had traveled this far without meeting any one. The only signs of
life had been the mysterious noise underground, and the click of
Garibaldi's sharp hoofs as they hit the stone.

When they reached a certain point the soldier stopped. "If you make
any noise," he said roughly, "I will have to shoot you."

Lucia opened her mouth to scream, but before the sound came she changed
her mind. A new and splendid idea had just come to her. She stopped
holding back and walked obediently beside her guard. They did not go
very far, before he told her to lie down and crawl, and before she
realized where she was going, she was in a deep trench that ran along
the base of the rock and was completely hidden from sight.

Garibaldi followed them, picking her way daintily, and stopping every
now and then to let out a mournful "Naa!" The Austrian did not seem to
hear her. If he did, he paid no attention, but led Lucia hurriedly
along the dark passage.

They had not gone far before a sentry stopped them. Lucia's guard said
something to h