“Governor,” said Jack with deference, “although you are under the
muzzles of a quartet of revolvers, no harm is intended you. However, you
must not leave your place until you accompany us down to the boat, when
I shall hand the keys over to you, and in cell Number One you will find
gaoler and lantern man a little worse for wear, perhaps, but still in
the ring, I hope. In Number Three your clerk is awaiting you. I go now
to release your prisoners. All communication between yourself and the
military is barred. I leave my friend on guard until I return from the
cells. You must not attempt to summon assistance, or cry out, or move
from your chair. My friend does not understand either Russian or German,
so there is no use in making any appeal to him, and much as I like
you personally, and admire your assiduity in science, our case is so
desperate that if you make any motion whatever, he will be compelled to
shoot you dead.”
The Governor bowed.
“May I continue my writing?” he asked.
Jack laughed heartily.
“Certainly,” and with that he departed to the cells, which he unlocked
one by one, only to find them all empty.
Returning, he said to the Governor:
“Why did you not tell me that we were your only prisoners?”
“I feared,” replied the Governor mildly, “that you might not believe
me.”
“After all, I don’t know that I should,”, said Jack, holding out his
hand, which the other shook rather unresponsively.
“I want to thank you,” the Governor said slowly, “for all you have told
me about electricity. That knowledge I expect to put to many useful
purposes in the future, and the exercise of it will also make the hours
drag less slowly than they did before you came.”
“Oh, that’s all right,” cried Jack with enthusiasm. “I am sure you
are very welcome to what teaching I have been able to give you, and no
teacher could have wished a more apt pupil.”
“It pleases me to hear you say that, Highness, although I fear I have
been lax in my duties, and perhaps the knowledge of this place which
you have got through my negligence, has assisted you in making an escape
which I had not thought possible.”
Jack laughed good-naturedly.
“All’s fair in love and war,” he said. “Imprisonment is a section of
war. I must admit that electricity has been a powerful aid to us.
But you cannot blame yourself, Governor, for you always took every
precaution, and the gaoler was eternally at my heels. You can never
pretend that you trusted me, you know.”
“I tried to do my duty,” said the old man mournfully, “and if
electricity has been your helper, it has not been with my sanction.
However, there is one point about electricity which you impressed upon
me, which is that although it goes quickly, there is always a return
current.”
“What do you mean by that, Governor?”
“Is it not so? It goes by a wire, and returns through the earth. I
thought you told me that.”
“Yes, but I don’t quite see why you mention that feature of the case at
this particular moment.”
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