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Rh tale. Only yesterday at noon we were safe aboard the good schooner Arthgallo, bound for Perth. But when we neared this dangerous coast the captain was troubled and took on a pilot, an ill-favored man, yellow as a citron.'

Ah!' said Roger.

As we rounded this fearful headland,' the lady went on, 'I saw the yellow man turn the wheel suddenly with all his might, and then, with a scream of terror and agony, he leaped overboard. A sailor sprang to the wheel, but it was too late,—the ship had driven upon the rocks. Of all those who were aboard, it seems that I am the only survivor. I was dragged down the beach by two of the cruel wreckers who were gathering around the broken ship, and I was thrust into a dark and noisome tunnel in the cliffs.'

Ah,' said Roger, 'that was when I saw you so suddenly disappear and could not believe my eyes. And no wonder the Yellow Man was in such terror! Well might he have been warned to escape! And this now becomes clearer.' He drew from his pocket the torn bit of paper, which he saw now might easily have read: 'It is hereby covenanted that you run the schooner Arthgallo upon the rocks of Rangor Head, for