in his eyes.

"Let him--let everybody think so if they like," he said aloud. "I don't
care. She'll believe me, I know she will. Oh! if I could only go to
her and tell her; but I can't. No," he cried, in an exultant tone; "she
knows me better and I know she'll come to me."

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO.

A BIG WIGGING.

"I won't show that I mind," thought Frank; and in a matter-of-fact way
he went into the bedroom, and made quite a spiteful use of the captain's
dressing table and washstand, removing all traces of having passed the
night in his clothes, and he had just ended and changed his shoes, which
had been brought there, when the outer door was unlocked, and the
captain's servant came in to tidy up the place.

The servant was ready to talk; but Frank was in no talking humour, and
went and stood looking out of the window till the man had gone, when the
boy came away, and began to imitate Andrew Forbes's caged-animal-like
walk up and down the room, in which health-giving exercise to a prisoner
he was still occupied when there were more steps below--the tramp of
soldiers, the guard was changed, and Frank felt a strong desire to look
out of the window to see if another sentry was placed there; but he felt
too proud. It would be weak and boyish, he thought; so he began walking
up and down again, till once more the door was unlocked, and the
captain's servant entered, bearing a breakfast tray, and left again.

"Just as if I could eat breakfast after going through all this!" he said
sadly. "I'm sure I can't eat a bit." But after a few minutes, when he
tried, he found that he could, and became so absorbed in the meal and
his thoughts that he blushed like a girl with shame to see what a
clearance he had made.

The tray was fetched away, and the morning passed slowly in the
expectation that Lady Gowan would come; but midday had arrived without
so much as a message, and Frank's heart was sinking again, when he once
more heard steps, and upon the door being opened, Captain Murray
appeared.

"He has come to say he believes me," thought the boy, as his heart
leapt; but it sank again upon his meeting his visitor's eyes, for the
captain looked more stern and cold than ever, and his manner
communicated itself to the boy.

"You will come with me, Gowan," said the captain sternly.

"Where to?" was upon the boy's lips; but he bit the words back, and
swallowed them. He would not have spoken them and humbled himself then
f