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〃 said he。
〃What？〃 roared Burgess； furious at this gross insolence。
〃I'll flog no more。 Get someone else to do your blood work for you。 I won't。〃
〃Tie him up！〃 cried Burgess； foaming。 〃Tie him up。 Here； constable； fetch a man here with a fresh cat。 I'll give you that beggar's fifty； and fifty more on the top of 'em； and he shall look on while his back cools。〃
Rufus Dawes； with a glance at North； pulled off his shirt without a word； and stretched himself at the triangles。 His back was not white and smooth； like Kirkland's had been； but hard and seamed。 He had been flogged before。 Troke appeared with Gabbettgrinning。 Gabbett liked flogging。 It was his boast that he could flog a man to death on a place no bigger than the palm of his hand。 He could use his left hand equally with his right； and if he got hold of a 〃favourite〃； would 〃cross the cuts〃。
Rufus Dawes planted his feet firmly on the ground； took fierce grasp on the staves； and drew in his breath。 Macklewain spread the garments of the two men upon the ground； and； placing Kirkland upon them； turned to watch this new phase in the morning's amusement。 He grumbled a little below his breath； for he wanted his breakfast； and when the Commandant once began to flog there was no telling where he would stop。 Rufus Dawes took five…and…twenty lashes without a murmur； and then Gabbett 〃crossed the cuts〃。 This went on up to fifty lashes； and North felt himself stricken with admiration at the courage of the man。 〃If it had not been for that cursed brandy；〃 thought he； with bitterness of self…reproach； 〃I might have saved all this。〃 At the hundredth lash； the giant paused； expecting the order to throw off； but Burgess was determined to 〃break the man's spirit〃。
〃I'll make you speak； you dog； if I cut your heart out！〃 he cried。 〃Go on； prisoner。〃
For twenty lashes more Dawes was mute； and then the agony forced from his labouring breast a hideous cry。 But it was not a cry for mercy； as that of Kirkland's had been。 Having found his tongue； the wretched man gave vent to his boiling passion in a torrent of curses。 He shrieked imprecation upon Burgess； Troke； and North。 He cursed all soldiers for tyrants； all parsons for hypocrites。 He blasphemed his God and his Saviour。 With a frightful outpouring of obscenity and blasphemy； he called on the earth to gape and swallow his persecutors； for Heaven to open and rain fire upon them； for hell to yawn and engulf them quick。 It was as though each blow of the cat forced out of him a fresh burst of beast…like rage。 He seemed to have abandoned his humanity。 He foamed； he raved； he tugged at his bonds until the strong staves shook again； he writhed himself round upon the triangles and spat impotently at Burgess； who jeered at his torments。 North； with his hands to his ears； crouched against the corner of the wall； palsied with horror。 It seemed to him that the passions of hell raged around him。 He would fain have fled； but a horrible fascination held him back。
In the midst of thiswhen the cat was hissing its loudest Burgess laughing his hardest； and the wretch on the triangles filling the air with his cries； North saw Kirkland look at him with what he thought a smile。 Was it a smile？ He leapt forward； and uttered a cry of dismay so loud that all turned。
〃Hullo！〃 says Troke； running to the heap of clothes； 〃the young 'un's slipped his wind！〃
Kirkland was dead。
〃Throw him off！〃 says Burgess； aghast at the unfortunate accident； and Gabbett reluctantly untied the thongs that bound Rufus Dawes。 Two constables were alongside him in an instant； for sometimes newly tortured men grew desperate。 This one； however； was silent with the last lash； only in taking his shirt from under the body of the boy； he muttered； 〃Dead！〃 and in his tone there seemed to be a touch of envy。 Then； flinging his shirt over his bleeding shoulders； he walked outdefiant to the last。
〃Game； ain't he？〃 said one constable to the other； as they pushed him； not ungently； into an empty cell； there to wait for the hospital guard。 The body of Kirkland was taken away in silence； and Burgess turned rather pale when he saw North's threatening face。
〃It isn't my fault； Mr。 North；〃 he said。 〃I didn't know that the lad was chicken…hearted。〃 But North turned away in disgust； and Macklewain and Burgess pursued their homeward route together。
〃Strange that he should drop like that；〃 said the Commandant。
〃Yes； unless he had any internal disease；〃 said the surgeon。
〃Disease of the heart； for instance；〃 said Burgess。
〃I'll post…mortem him and see。〃
〃Come in and have a nip； Macklewain。 I feel quite qualmish；〃 said Burgess。 And the two went into the house amid respectful salutes from either side。 Mr。 North； in agony of mind at what he considered the consequence of his neglect； slowly； and with head bowed down； as one bent on a painful errand； went to see the prisoner who had survived。 He found him kneeling on the ground； prostrated。 〃Rufus Dawes。〃
At the low tone Rufus Dawes looked up； and； seeing who it was； waved him off。
〃Don't speak to me；〃 he said； with an imprecation that made North's flesh creep。 〃I've told you what I think of youa hypocrite； who stands by while a man is cut to pieces； and then comes and whines religion to him。〃
North stood in the centre of the cell； with his arms hanging down； and his head bent。
〃You are right；〃 he said； in a low tone。 〃I must seem to you a hypocrite。 I a servant of Christ？ A besotted beast rather！ I am not come to whine religion to you。 I am come toto ask your pardon。 I might have saved you from punishmentsaved that poor boy from death。 I wanted to save him； God knows！ But I have a vice； I am a drunkard。 I yielded to my temptation； andI was too late。 I come to you as one sinful man to another； to ask you to forgive me。〃 And North suddenly flung himself down beside the convict； and； catching his blood…bespotted hands in his own； cried； 〃Forgive me； brother！〃
Rufus Dawes； too much astonished to speak； bent his black eyes upon the man who crouched at his feet； and a ray of divine pity penetrated his gloomy soul。 He seemed to catch a glimpse of misery more profound than his own； and his stubborn heart felt human sympathy with this erring brother。 〃Then in this hell there is yet a man；〃 said he； and a hand…grasp passed between these two unhappy beings。 North arose； and； with averted face； passed quickly from the cell。 Rufus Dawes looked at his hand which his strange visitor had taken； and something glittered there。 It was a tear。 He broke down at the sight of it； and when the guard came to fetch the tameless convict； they found him on his knees in a corner； sobbing like a child。
CHAPTER XVI。
KICKING AGAINST THE PRICKS。
The morning after this； the Rev。 Mr。 North departed in the schooner for Hobart Town。 Between the officious chaplain and the Commandant the events of the previous day had fixed a great gulf。 Burgess knew that North meant to report the death of Kirkland； and guessed that he would not be backward in relating the story to such persons in Hobart Town as would most readily repeat it。 〃Blank awkward the fellow's dying；〃 he confessed to himsel