gain."

"Don't you hit me then," whimpered Drew. "Don't you hit me;" and he
limped off, repeating the words as he went, while Frank stood looking
after him, feeling as if he could not stir a step.

"That was a clever trick of yours, young gentleman," said Bagot, with a
broad grin. "But I don't bear any malice. King's service, sir. You
see, I can take care of you as well as watch."

"Yes. Thank you," said Frank coldly; and with a sigh of relief he tore
the leaf bearing the sketch out of his pocket-book, and then turned
cold, for he felt that he had made a false move. The other man was
watching him.

"Spoiled my sketch," he said, with a half laugh. "Made me start so that
my pencil went right across it."

Fortunately this was quite true, and it carried conviction.

"Don't tear it up, sir," said the second man respectfully. "I should
like to take that home to please my little girl. She'd know the place.
She often comes to feed the ducks."

The man was human, then, after all, even if he was a spy, and Frank's
heart softened to him a little as he gave him the sketch.

"Thank ye, sir," said the man, who looked pleased; and the lad stopped
and listened to him, feeling that it was giving Drew time to get away.

"I can tell her I saw a young gentleman drawing it. She's quite clever
with her pencil, sir; but she can't, of course, touch this."

Frank hesitated for a few moments as to which way he should go,
inclination drawing him after his friend; but wisdom suggested the other
direction, and he strolled off without looking back till he could do so
in safety, making the excuse of throwing in the remains of the biscuit
Drew had returned to the ducks.

He had been longing intensely to look back before and see if the men
were following his friend; but to his great relief he found that they
were not very far from where he now stood.

Then he walked quietly back toward the Palace gates with his head
beginning to buzz with excitement at the news he had heard.

"They're going to rescue him to-morrow," he thought.

"Ought I to tell Captain Murray? No; impossible. He might feel that it
was his duty to warn the King. It would be giving him a task to fight
against duty and friendship. I dare not even tell my mother, for fear
the excitement might do her harm. No, I must keep it to myself, and I
shall be there--I shall be there."

He did not see where he was going, for in his imagination he was on
horseback, lo