he middle of the fog; and
his body began to sweat cold, and his hands to shake so that he could
hardly told the box. But if he let it fall--

He came hastily down the ladder and sat down on the dirty ground, with
the infernal engine beside him.

By-and-by he got up and tried to warm his hands and feet by motion, and
at last he recovered his fortitude, and went softly and cat-like up the
steps again, in spite of the various dangers he incurred.

Of what was this man's mind composed, whom neither a mere bribe could
buy to do this deed, nor pure fanaticism without a bribe; but, where
both inducements met, neither the risk of immediate death, nor of
imprisonment for life, nor both dangers united, could divert him from
his deadly purpose, though his limbs shook, and his body was bedewed
with a cold perspiration?

He reached the top of the ladder, he put his hand inside the grate;
there was an aperture, but he could not find the bottom. He hesitated.

Here was a fresh danger: if he let the box fall it might explode at once
and send him to eternity.

Once more he came softly down, and collected all the tow and wool he
could find. He went up the ladder and put these things through the
grating; they formed a bed.

Then he went back for the fatal box, took it up the ladder with beating
heart, laid it softly in its bed, uncoiled the fuse and let it hang
down.

So now these two fiendish things were placed, and their devilish tails
hanging out behind them. The fuses had been cut with the utmost nicety
to burn the same length of time--twelve minutes.

But Cole was too thoughtful and wary to light the fuses until everything
was prepared for his escape. He put the ladder on board the boat,
disposed the oars so that he could use them at once; then crept to the
engine-chimney, kneeled down beside the fuse, looked up at the faint
light glimmering above, and took off his hat.

With singular cunning and forethought he had pasted a piece of sandpaper
into his hat. By this means he lighted a lucifer at once, and kept it
out of sight from the windows, and also safe from the weather; he drew
the end of the fuse into the hat, applied the match to it out of sight,
then blew the match out and darted to his other infernal machine. In
less than ten seconds he lighted that fuse too; then stepped into the
boat, and left those two devilish sparks creeping each on its fatal
errand. He pulled away with exulting bosom, beating heart, and creep