still rolling about in pain when the 

 sun was high and a strange smell of 

 fire came searching through the cave; 

 it increased, and volumes of blinding 

 smoke were about him. It grew so 

 choking that he was forced to move, 

 but it followed him till he could bear 

 it no longer, and he dashed out of 

 another of the ways that led into the 

 cavern. As he went he caught a dis- 

 tant glimpse of a man throwing wood 

 on the fire by the in-way, and the whiff 

 that the wind brought him said : " This 

 is the man that was last night watch- 

 ing the sheep." Strange as it may 

 seem, the woods were clear of smoke 

 except for a trifling belt that floated 

 in the trees, and Jack went striding 

 away in peace. He passed over the 

 ridge, and finding berries, ate the first 

 meal he had known since killing his 

 last sheep. He had wandered on, 



