troubled. But as to David he knew nothing whatever.

"Had he heard of a boy being arrested anywhere?"

"No--nothing at all."

"Had he heard of any one being arrested?"

"No."

"Had he heard any people making any threats against them?"

"O, certainly!"--for the whole of the next day there was nothing but
threats against the sacrilegious foreigners; but the feeling had
subsided since. Still their appearance in Sorrento would undoubtedly
rouse the people again, and the landlord urged them for their own
sakes to hurry away as fast as possible back to Castellamare.

But Uncle Moses refused to think of this. He was here, and here he
would remain until he had found David. He wanted the landlord to
help him in this task. Let him go out and mollify the people in
any way, and see if he could find anything about the lost boy. He
promised to pay any sum to the landlord, or anybody else, if they
would only effect his rescue.

This promise acted powerfully upon the landlord's cupidity, and he
thought that at any rate it would be well to try. So he told Uncle
Moses to wait, and he would see what could be done. He thereupon
left them, and Uncle Moses and the boys walked up stairs to that
same room in which they had dined before, when the uproar of the
people reached their ears. Here they sat down and waited in silence.

They did not have to wait very long. It was not more than a quarter
of an hour, or twenty minutes, when hurried footsteps were heard,
and the landlord rushed in, followed by the driver. Both were
agitated and disturbed. At the same instant an outcry arose from
without, and a tumult of eager and excited voices burst upon their
ears. The landlord clasped his hands, and stood listening. The
driver rushed to Uncle Moses, and cried,--

"Dey haf come!--de people! You are lost!"

At this Uncle Moses and the boys started to their feet aghast,
and Frank rushed to the window, and standing so as to be as little
observed as possible, he looked out.

In the street in front he saw an excited crowd, which was not so
large as it had been on that former memorable occasion, but which
promised to be so before another quarter of an hour, for people
were running up every minute, and adding to the uproar. The cries
grew louder and louder, and though Frank could not understand
the words, he perceived plainly enough that they were fierce
cries of anger and vengeance. And there, conspicuous among this
crowd, was that identical