scarecrow, walked round the body of the late Snor

h. muttering to himself with ineffable compla- cency that like this there was no need to guard against future treacheries of that rastrero. The others 1. shifting from foot to foot and whispering short remarks to each other. Sotillo buckled on his sword and gave curt, peremp- hasten the retirement decided upon in the afternoon. Sinister, impressive, his wide som- brero pulled tight down upon his eyebrows, he march- ed first through the door in such disorder of mind that he forgot utterly to provide for Dr. Monygham's pos- sible return. As they trooped out after him, one or two looked back hastily at the late Señor Hirsch, mer- chant of Esmeralda, left swinging rigidly at rest, alone with the two burning candles. In the emptiness of the room the burly shadow of head and shoulders on the wall had an air of life. Below the troops fell in silently, and moved off by companies without drum or trumpet. The old scare- major commanded the rear-guard; but the party he left behind with orders to fire the custom-house (and "burn the carcass of the treacherous Jew where it hung") failed somehow in their haste to set the stair- case properly alight. The body of the late Señor Hirsch dwelt alone for a time in the dismal solitude of the vast unfinished building, resounding weirdly with sudden slams and clicks of doors and latches, with rustling scurries of torn papers, and the tremu- lous sighs that at each gust of wind passed under the hi^'h roof. The light of the two candles burning be-

to re the perpendicular and breathless immobility of