hed to go away in a quiet, unobtrusive manner, without ostentation or
vain display, and in no other way could he do it so effectually as in
this.

Harry at once decided that his best course would be to spend the hours of
closing day in making himself acquainted with this passage. He did not
feel inclined to be altogether dependent upon Russell. Circumstances might
arise which might make it desirable to fly without him. That good man
might become suddenly unwell, or there might be an attack by the enemy, or
other things might occur, under any of which circumstances Harry would
have to rely upon himself alone.

Russell had no objections; in fact, he himself preferred going over the
way once more. About this there was no difficulty. There were very few in
the castle, and these had no idea of watching each other; in fact, each
party seemed only too anxious to keep out of the other's way.

Katie now retired to that room which she had last occupied, and Harry went
off with Russell. The daylight befriended them so that they were able to
find their way along the lower passages, until at length they came to the
opening under the arch of the ruined bridge. Here they both went down one
side of the chasm and up the other until they both reached the tower.
Harry was delighted with this discovery, and felt fully capable of
traversing the path himself even in the darkest night; while Russell,
though a little out of breath, was quite willing to bear the fatigue in
return for the additional knowledge he had gained.

On regaining the castle, Harry went to tell Katie the result, and to
prepare her for their coming flight.

Russell now had leisure to attend to the great work of securing the hidden
treasure. He decided that he ought to do this in perfect secrecy, so that
none of his friends should know where he was going, or even suspect it.

First of all, he followed Harry to the upper story, where he took an
affectionate leave of him. Then he prowled about until he discovered
Ashby, who was with Dolores in a remote part of the court-yard. The six
Carlists were still at the gate. The other two inmates of the castle,
namely, Brooke and Talbot, were in the room in which the recent stormy
events had taken place. They had been attending to the wounds of the
prisoners, and were still so engaged that they did not look up as Russell
entered. He said nothing, but hastily retreated and went into the opposite
room--the very one in which he wae