now exist."

"I do not believe you," shouted Alvarez. "It cannot be so. That paper
must be somewhere," he foamed, "and I will have it if I am compelled to
tear you limb from limb to get it. Will you speak, or will you not?"
Alvarez literally foamed at the mouth with rage, for indeed he was
nearly mad with disappointment. In spite of himself, he had an inward
conviction that what Harry said was true, and that, do what he might, he
would never again set eyes on that paper, the possession of which he so
earnestly desired.

Revenge, however, sweet revenge, still remained, and that he could and
would have. He had worked himself up to a pitch of fury that very
closely approached madness; moreover, his bitter disappointment demanded
alleviation through the suffering of him who had inflicted it. So,
without waiting for a reply, he roared, pointing to Harry:

"Seize that lad who spoke, and put him to the torture. I will soon see
whether he still refuses to speak when I command! Bind that other one,
and let him see all that happens; for it will be his turn next, and he
may as well know what is in store for him. Ha! ha!" and he laughed
again with sardonic fury.

Both lads struggled desperately in the grip of the black-cowled
inquisitors; but their struggles were fruitless, and in a few minutes
Harry was lying on the floor bound, while Roger was tied in an upright
position to one of the pillars of the chamber, in such a fashion that,
do as he would, he could not avoid witnessing the tortures that were to
be executed upon the body of his dear friend and bosom companion from
his boyhood upwards. At the last moment Roger would have intervened to
save Harry, actually offering to yield up the coveted secret if Alvarez
would relent. But the latter refused; his lust of blood was aroused,
his passion for witnessing the agony of others must be satiated at any
cost. Moreover, was not Roger in his power? He would compel the lad to
witness his friend's sufferings; give him the night wherein to dwell
upon them; and, next morning, first wring the secret from him under a
threat of torture, and afterwards--

It is unnecessary to harrow the feelings of the reader with a
description of what next took place in that ghastly chamber. Suffice it
to say that the torture and examination of Harry lasted until mid-day,
when it was seen that his senses had left him, and that he was no longer
conscious of the dreadful injuries that were bei