“I ground my teeth with rage, and then added a line in the letter, to let the villain know that I still lived, and hoped to get square with him before I died.

“Time was too precious, however, to waste it there.  Every moment was worth an hour to us, for we were liable to be interrupted; and if seen at large the whole city would have been aroused, and capture inevitable.

“The huge key that unlocked the outer gate was hanging on its accustomed peg, and to take possession of it, and emerge into the street, was but a moment’s work; and then to give our oppressors all the trouble possible, we locked the gate, and hurled the key into the river, which ran hard by.

“The night was pitch dark, and, as I said before, the rain poured down in torrents, for winter had set in with uncommon severity.  The streets were without light, and the gutters were like small rivers; but by the latter we were enabled to find our way.  You are aware that Melbourne is partly built on a hill, so by following the course of the water, as it rushed towards the bay, we gained the outskirts of the city, and struck across the broad fields, and toiled on through the long night, and when daylight came, no sign of house or inhabitants was to be seen.

“That day we rested for a few hours, and continued our journey towards night, hardly knowing where we were wandering to, almost famished with hunger, and dead with fatigue.

“I have not breath to tell you all that we suffered while getting towards the bushranging haunts; our days of hunger and wretchedness—­our adventures with the natives, and their attempts to kill us—­the desperate risks which we ran of being captured and taken back to prison—­and last of all, our reaching this hut, which is to be the scene of my death.

“Here is where I first met Bimbo; and as he is already a prisoner, there can be no harm in my telling you that be provided for our wants, kept us in his secret cellar over a week, until we were fully recruited, and able to grasp a musket, and then introduced us to Black Darnley, as possessing spirit enough to belong to even his gang.

“By him we were accepted; but after I had served in the ranks a short time, I raised a band of my own, and have pillaged and murdered to my heart’s content.”

The robber ceased speaking, and a spasm passed through his frame, that I thought would result fatally; but a drink of wine restored him, and he again spoke, but in a voice not above a whisper.

“I have a commission which I wish you to take care of,” the bushranger said, scanning my face to see what effect his words would have upon me; “can I trust you to take charge of it?”

I promised faithfully to fulfil his wishes, no matter what he required of me.

“This cross,” he said, touching it to his lips, and uttering a sigh as he did so, that came from the heart, “I promised to send to Julia, only when death overpowered me.  Will you take it to her, and say that the wearer has gone to another world, where treachery and crime do not exist, and where I hope to meet her and her father, and then disprove the unjust accusation that was brought against me?”