super joker99 "Then you are not dangerously wounded," added Christy. "I was afraid it had gone through your head." "I shall not," replied Corny, with quite as much firmness. "I submit to your authority, Captain Battleton," replied Christy, bowing to the commander. Christy went to the library, and busied himself in considering whether or not the sudden departure of Walsh had any connection with the mysterious midnight intruder. The two events had been near together in point of time; but he could establish no other relation between them. Then it flashed upon his mind that the man-servant had been the person who had opened or closed his door, and visited his room; but he was sure he had seen a man near the grand entrance of the estate. He had been all around the house, and Walsh could not have escaped his observation. He had answered the bell, and admitted him after his search. He concluded that the servant was not the person who had disturbed his slumbers. "There is nothing to be frightened about, mother; and I will tell you all about it," added Christy, as he took his overcoat from the stand and put it on. "I waked an hour ago, or more, with the idea that some one had opened the door of my room," and he related the circumstances to his mother, including his search in the grounds and the road. "Why do you say that we have struck the right man, Mike?" asked Mr. Pennant, caring little for the former relations of the two men.