the lieutenant angrily, "follow me."

As the men followed him down into the boat another shrill chirruping
whistle rang out upon the dark night-air, a whistle which the lieutenant
knew well enough to be a warning to the men ashore that there was
danger.

"Never mind," he said; "we shall find the bags this time, and with
plenty of honey too, my lads. Let's see, who was here last and went up
among the rocks?"

"Me, your honour," said Tom Tully. "I can show you the way."

"Come to my side, then," said the lieutenant, leaping ashore. Tom Tully
ranged up alongside, and together they hurried over the sand and
shingle.

There was no doubt about their being upon the right track, for they
stumbled first against a keg, directly after upon a package, then upon
another and another, just as the smugglers had thrown them down to race
back and defend the lugger; and with these for their guides they made
right for the rocks, where, after a little hesitation, Tom Tully led the
party through a narrow opening.

"I should know the place, sir," he said, "for I got a hawful polt o' the
side of the head somewheres about here; and--ah! this here's right, for
there's another little keg o' spirits."

He had kicked against the little vessel, and, to endorse his opinion, he
had come upon a small package, which, with the keg, was placed upon a
block of rock ready for their return.

But in spite of his recollection of the blows he had received in the
struggle amongst the rocks Tom Tully's guidance was not very good. It
was horribly dark, and, but for the scuffling noise they kept hearing in
front and beyond the chaos of rocks amongst which they were, the
lieutenant would have ordered his men back, and tried some other way, or
else, in spite of the risks, have waited while some of his men went back
for lights.

There was, however, always the noise in front, and partly by climbing
and dragging one another up over the rocks they managed to get nearer
and nearer without once hitting upon the narrow and comparatively easy
but maze-like track that was the regular way, and which was so familiar
to the smuggling party that they ran along it and surmounted the various
barriers with the greatest ease.

"Come, come, Tully, are you asleep?" cried the lieutenant impatiently;
"push on."

"That's just what I am a doing of, your honour," said the great fellow;
"but they seem to have been a moving the rocks, and altering the place
since we was her