papa is obliged to be in hiding."

"And who lives here?"

"Well, Hilary, perhaps I ought not to say," she said sadly.

"Tell me, then, how far are we from the sea?"

"About eight miles."

"Only eight miles? Well, how did I come here?"

"I don't know. I want to know."

"Am I a prisoner?"

"It seems like it."

"But where's everybody? I haven't heard a soul about till you came."

"They are not up yet," said Adela, glancing over her shoulder. "They
have been out all night, Hilary."

"Oh, then, I'm in a regular smuggler's den, I suppose. What place is
this I am in?"

"The old chapel, Hilary. They say it's haunted, and for the moment,
when I saw you, I was frightened."

"What! are there ghosts here?" said Hilary, glancing inside.

"Yes, they say one walks there sometimes."

"I only wish he had walked here last night, and left the door open,"
said Hilary. "But I say, Addy, how funny that we should meet again like
this."

"Yes, isn't it, Hilary? And yet," said the girl thoughtfully, "it is
not funny, but sad, for the days are not so happy now as they were when
we played together years ago."

"And we've both grown so," said Hilary thoughtfully. "But look here,"
he exclaimed, as a sudden thought struck him. "I want to see somebody.
I'm not going to be made a prisoner here in my own country. I'm not
cross with you, Addy, but I must have this set right. Where is Sir
Henry?"

As he asked the question a distant voice was heard calling the young
girl's name, and she turned, ran, and was out of sight in an instant.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN.

A TEMPTING OFFER.

Hilary sat upon the window-ledge and listened, but he heard no further
sound; so, coming to the conclusion that though he was extremely
indignant he was also still uncommonly hungry, he drained the jug of
milk, and went on steadily until he had finished his bread, after which,
feeling better, he let himself down from the ledge, which was anything
but a comfortable place, and began walking up and down the little
chapel.

For a few minutes he was too indignant to do more than think about his
position; and he kept on muttering about "A gross case of kidnapping!"
"Cowardly scoundrels!" "Insult to king's officer!" and a few more such
expressions; but having partaken of food he felt easier and soon had
another good look round the place.

It was only a portion of the old chapel, and had evidently been patched
and used for different purposes of l