“I am glad to hear you speak in that manner.  There are but few things in the compass of possibility that may not be achieved, if we bring a resolute will to bear upon them.  The belief in presentiments, signs of good and bad luck, and the like, is calculated, in no small degree, to ’make slaves of us all,’ and to detract very much from the happiness we might otherwise enjoy.  I have known persons who were perfect slaves to such things, having their evil omens and good omens, their bad days and good days, their moon signs, their owl signs, their cat and dog signs, and I know not what all other kinds of signs, all of which were regarded with the reverence due only to sacred things.  I must confess I have often been disgusted at the tomfoolery of some of these ‘signs’ people.”

“Really, I hope you do not intend to be personal in your remarks?”

“My usual reply to such inquiries is, ‘if the shoe fits, wear it;’ but you know, love, I had no intention of alluding to you in what I said; at least, if you did not know it, I tell you so now.”

“Very well; your amusing strictures on the ‘signs’ have had the effect to dispel, in a good degree, my forebodings of evil, whatever may have given rise to them.  I presume, if the sign is really reliable, I may now conclude that the danger, if any was near me, has passed away.”

“One would naturally suppose that the more imminent the danger, the heavier would be the pressure on the spirits.”

“And who knows but some unseen calamity was near us—­a serpent, for instance, whose deadly fangs might have proved fatal, or some other unknown or invisible foe, with power to work us evil?”

“Without entering the field of speculation, we will just suppose your snakeship has departed, and, as your spirits have recovered their wonted elasticity, let us talk of more pleasing and interesting matters.”

“With all my heart.”

And had the serpent, Durant, really withdrawn himself?  Had some long buried cord of human sympathy at last been touched in his heart, and the slumbering emotions of a better nature awakened?  Let us hope so if we can.

The lovers continued to converse of their hopes for the future, and regrets for the immediate separation; and their attention became so fixed in each other, that it would have required some extraordinary occurrence or sound to arouse them.  In reply to a remark of his companion, Hamilton said: 

“Yes, but four months, and our probation will be ended.  Would that they would speed away as rapidly as the past week.  Four months, and then shall our happiness be—­”

The sentence was never finished.  At that precise moment rude hands grasped each lover.  A smothered cry arose to Ellen’s lips, but was hushed by a covering which was placed and fastened over her mouth.  They were both secured with thongs, and led away into captivity.  As Ellen was being secured, the miscreant captor hissed in her ear: