Humphrey sprang up a couple of steps to defend Dinny; but Mary Dell lay there, and to show himself was to betray her--the woman whom he knew he passionately loved. Of himself he thought nothing. But the task of betrayal to save her lover was spared to Mistress Greenheys, for, as Black Mazzard stood with one hand on Dinny's shoulder, and his second pistol pointed close to his ear, so that his second shot should not fail, one of his men exclaimed aloud-- "Why, he's there! Look at the blood!" Mazzard turned and glanced down at the floor upon which he stood, then at the stained stone which formed the cover of the vault. He uttered a harsh laugh, for the stone had been slightly moved. "Here, half a dozen of you!" he roared. "Lay hold!" His men seized the stone; and after one or two trials to raise it up, it was thrust sideways, and the hiding-place revealed. With a yell of savage delight Black Mazzard began to descend, followed by his crew. There was the clash of swords, two men fell, wallowing in their blood, and then Humphrey drew back into the corner before Mary Dell, determined to defend her to the last. Two more men went down; and there was a brief pause, followed by a savage rush and a _melee_, in which Humphrey's sword snapped off at the hilt, and the next minute he was above in the great chamber, pinioned between two of Mazzard's men; and Mary Dell was borne up to lie at her conqueror's feet. "You savage!" roared Humphrey, as he sank panting on a stone. "Savage!" retorted Mazzard, with a brutal grin. "Stand up, you dog!" "Stand yourself--in the presence of your king's officer!" shouted Humphrey in his rage. "King!" cried Mazzard, mockingly. "I'm king here. Now then, you!" he cried to his men, who enjoyed seeing him bearded. "Quick!--two ropes!" He turned sharply upon his men, who hurried off to obey the command. Humphrey gazed at Mazzard aghast. The threat implied in the order seemed too horrible to be believed, and for the moment he looked round in doubt. But Mazzard was in power; and in a few minutes the ropes were forthcoming. Humphrey glanced from the men who approached and then at Mary Dell, with the intention of proclaiming her sex; but a horrible feeling of dread thrilled through him at the thought of making such a revelation to the monsters who had gained the upper-hand, and, gathering himself up, he waited his time, and then wrested himself free, sending the men who held him right and left, and leaped to where--unable to stand upright--his fellow prisoner was held. Before they could recover from their surprise he had torn a sword from one of them, and, whirling it round his head, he drove them back, and clasping Mary Dell's waist, stood with flashing eyes, ready for the first who would attack. "Is there no man here who will help?" he shouted. "Bedad there is!" cried Dinny, leaping upon the nearest, and in a moment tearing his weapon from his hand. "If I die for it, captain, it shall be like a man."