"A traitor may meet his death by rope, bullet, or knife. He deserves to
suffer by each separate means," said the leader with a significant
glance rather at Steve than at the prisoner.
"See that the prisoner is safely bound." At his command Steve stepped
forward and closely examined the cords with which Milt's ankles and
wrists were bound. His hands were tied behind him, and with his feet in
the shadow the watcher on the rocky ledge above had not noticed until
this moment how utterly helpless he was.
Once more she grasped the pistol with a determined grip, and
breathlessly looked down on the group beneath her. A crisis was surely
approaching.
The captain gave a brief command.
Two of his henchmen--men as unscrupulous and callous as he--began to
remove some flat stones that were laid on a pile of cedar logs near the
rocky sides of the quarry just beyond the prisoner. This spot was partly
in the shadow, and Sally had not noticed it until her attention was
directed thither.
She leaned forward cautiously, and looked down in wonder and perplexity
while the stones were lifted off, then two of the logs were shifted to
one side, while a dark, irregular opening was revealed in the rock
floor, as if the mouth of a small cave had been uncovered.
Indeed, such was the case, for on blasting away the rock, some years
before, this aperture had been discovered, and as it was a dangerous
opening, descending far downward into the very heart of the hill, it had
been closed by means of the cedar logs, and the large flat stones laid
on top of them.
As the logs were lifted to one side, a member of the band standing near,
dropped a loose stone into the opening, while the girl anxiously
listening, quickly caught her breath as she heard the object falling
down and down, striking against the uneven sides of the pit in its
descent until it seemed to have penetrated the very bowels of the earth.
The man who had dropped the stone shuddered and turned away.
"The devil take me! if I believe that hole has any bottom to it," he
said in an awed voice, and quickly the thought flashed into Sally's
brain as to the purpose for which the pit had been uncovered, and why
the abandoned quarry had been selected for a meeting-place this night.
Was a human body to be sacrificed to the fearsome depths of that dark
cavern? The thought appalled her more than all else that had gone
before, and she grew faint with terror. Even the prisoner seemed to look
in speechless horror toward the black opening as if he, also, guessed
the peril that threatened him.
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