A cry inside hurried me into a room, which appeared to serve as an

armoury. A third Indian, mortally wounded, was sinking at the feet of a

man whose back was towards me. The man turned at the instant when I came

in, and I saw John Herncastle, with a torch in one hand, and a dagger

dripping with blood in the other. A stone, set like a pommel, in the end

of the dagger's handle, flashed in the torchlight, as he turned on me,

like a gleam of fire. The dying Indian sank to his knees, pointed to

the dagger in Herncastle's hand, and said, in his native language--"The

Moonstone will have its vengeance yet on you and yours!" He spoke those

words, and fell dead on the floor.

Before I could stir in the matter, the men who had followed me across

the courtyard crowded in. My cousin rushed to meet them, like a madman.

"Clear the room!" he shouted to me, "and set a guard on the door!" The

men fell back as he threw himself on them with his torch and his dagger.

I put two sentinels of my own company, on whom I could rely, to keep the

door. Through the remainder of the night, I saw no more of my cousin.

Early in the morning, the plunder still going on, General Baird

announced publicly by beat of drum, that any thief detected in the

fact, be he whom he might, should be hung. The provost-marshal was in

attendance, to prove that the General was in earnest; and in the throng

that followed the proclamation, Herncastle and I met again.

He held out his hand, as usual, and said, "Good morning."

I waited before I gave him my hand in return.

"Tell me first," I said, "how the Indian in the armoury met his death,

and what those last words meant, when he pointed to the dagger in your

hand."

"The Indian met his death, as I suppose, by a mortal wound," said

Herncastle. "What his last words meant I know no more than you do."

I looked at him narrowly. His frenzy of the previous day had all calmed

down. I determined to give him another chance.

"Is that all you have to tell me?" I asked.

He answered, "That is all."

I turned my back on him; and we have not spoken since.




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