BY
JAMES GRANT
AUTHOR OF
"THE ROMANCE OF WAR," "THE CAMERONIANS,"
"THE SCOTTISH CAVALIER,"
ETC., ETC.
IN THREE VOLUMES.
VOL. III.
LONDON:
HURST AND BLACKETT, PUBLISHERS,
13, GREAT MARLBOROUGH STREET.
1885.
All rights reserved.
CONTENTS
I. The "Flying Foam"
II. Ellinor
III. The Gale
IV. Alone!
V. In the Bala Hissar
VI. The Fort of Mahmoud Shah
VII. The Fugitive
VIII. The Ghilzie
IX. A New Snare
X. The House by the Fleethen
XI. In Hamburg Still
XII. The Plot Thickens
XIII. With Roberts' Column
XIV. The Battle of Charasiah
XV. Enough Done for Honour
XVI. The Fate of Ellinor
XVII. Among the Birks of Invermay
COLVILLE OF THE GUARDS.
When Ellinor, whom we left some pagesback in a very perilous predicament, openedher eyes again it was on an unfamiliarscene—the cabin of a ship—and on severalmale faces, all of which were alsounfamiliar save one; and her eyes half closedagain, as she was too weak and exhaustedto disentangle the confusion of her thoughtsand, half imagining she was in a horribledream, would have striven to sleep but forthe wet and sodden garments that clungto her.
'What has happened?' she moaned.'Where am I?'
'Safe aboard the "Flying Foam,"' saidthe voice of the man who had rescued her,the sailing-master of that vessel,Mr. Rufane Ringbolt, whom we shall erelongdescribe more fully.
Her miserable plight and imminentperil had been seen from the deck by thatpersonage, who at once had a boat loweredfrom his craft, which lay at anchor in theElbe. He had saved her, and in a spiritof mischief—or not knowing what else todo with her—had brought her on boardthe yacht of his employer, Mr. AdolphusDewsnap, whose present companion andbosom-friend was Sir Redmond Sleath,whose first emotions of perplexity and evilon Ringbolt bringing off a lady changed tothose of blank astonishment and hightriumph on recognising in the half-drownedgirl—Ellinor Wellwood!
Dewsnap rubbed his hands withsatisfaction. They had just landed two orthree peculiar lady friends at theBrandenburgerhafen to go back to London bysteamer, or remain in gay Hamburg asthey listed, and already the Flying Foamseemed a little lonely.
'By Jove, you look more beautiful thanever, Ellinor!' exclaimed Sleath, taking herhands in his, as she reclined helplessly ona sofa. 'My friend, Mr. Dewsnap—letme introduce him—Miss Ellinor Wellwood.This is a most unexpected joy!'
'I am glad of the