After a slight repast, the pinnace was once more in motion, and the party steering for Prospect Hill.
"Ah," sighed Willis, "I wish we had only Sir Marmaduke Travers' cage here." "Cage!" cried Fritz, laughing, "what, to shut up the game first and shoot it afterwards ?" "No, quite the reverse: to shut up the hunters." "Ah, you would serve us in the same way as Louis XI.

served Cardinal Balue." "I know nothing of either Louis XI.

or Cardinal Balue; but the cage I speak of was an excellent invention, for all that." "Which you would like to prove to us by caging ourselves, eh ?" "Sir Marmaduke Travers," continued Willis, "was an English gentleman, and he was travelling in Coromandel, no one knew why or for what purpose." "For the fun of the thing, probably," suggested Jack; the English are said to be great oddities." "At that time there happened to be a Hindoo widow somewhere in those parts.

This lady was very rich, very young, very beautiful, and very fond of tormenting her admirers.

And, as fate would have it, the travelling Englishman was completely taken captive by this dark beauty; and taking advantage of the hold she had obtained upon his heart, she amused herself by making him do all sorts of out of the way things.