laid against
me."

"I know of no plot. You are an American in the employ of the Japanese
Government as a spy. Russia captures all the Japanese spies she can."

"I am no spy."

The Russian shrugged his shoulders. "That is what your friend, Captain
Pennington, once told me, too. Yet as soon as he got out of Port Arthur
he was made a captain in the Mikado's army."

"He applied for the position because the Russians had mistreated him and
because he loves active service."

"Have it as you please, Russell; both of you are spies, and you will
have to suffer as one."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Since you seem so anxious to know, I will tell you, for I do not think
you will be able to take the news to the Japanese. This boat is carrying
supplies to Port Arthur."

"Port Arthur!"

"That is what I said. When we arrive there you will be placed in one of
the strongest of our prisons at the port. Do you not admire the
prospect?"

"Well, if you take me to Port Arthur, perhaps I shan't be a prisoner
long," replied Ben, resolved to put on as bold a front as possible.

"And why not?" demanded Captain Barusky, curiously.

"Because our army and our navy are bound to capture the place."

"Bah! The Japanese will never take Port Arthur. It is absurd to think of
it."

"It may not come right away--but it will come sooner or later."

"Never! But if it should, you will not be there to enjoy our downfall.
Remember that spies are tried, and if found guilty they are taken out
and shot."

"You cannot prove that I am a spy."

"That remains to be seen."

"If you bring me before the court I'll have something to say about your
underhanded work with Ivan Snokoff. I can prove that he is a swindler
and that you are his accomplice."

"Ha! you threaten me!" roared Captain Barusky, in a rage. "Have a care!
I come from a most respectable family and I have great influence."

"Nevertheless, I think those who are higher in authority than yourself
will listen to my story. The Russian army officers are as a rule
gentlemen and strictly honest."

"Which means to say that I am not a gentleman and not honest!" bellowed
Captain Barusky. "That, for your opinion!" And reaching out he gave Ben
a ringing box on the ear.

It was the last straw. With no fresh air and no food fit to eat, the
young captain was desperate, and leaping forward he struck at the
Russian captain's nose. His fist went true, and as Barusky staggered
back against the pen