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alert Al tes rp ae, ry wi pe , - ' ~ 4 BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. 103 which that gentleman would doubtless be thankful to me the remainder of his life. Now, try it if you wish to.’’ Their tones were now dropped almost to a whis- per, and Belton, despite his acute hearing, was forced to acknowledge that he could not catcha_ single word, and as his position had become next to intolerable, he began to cast about him for a safe and noiseless descent to the ground, when a succes- sion of piercing screams rang through the house. The plotters sprang to their feet in alarm, and rushed down stairs to investigate the cause of the outcry, while Belton, grasping the edge of the win- dow cap, swung off, and dropped to the earth, some fifteen feet below. A moment later he was outside of the gate. In the meantime Stark and Irene had hurriedly proceeded to the kitchen, where they found pene still uttering her shrieks of terror. Finding that a simple question as to what ailed her was not sufficient to obtain a reply of any kind, Stark seized a bucket of water, and dashed the con- tents in the girl’s face. | The remedy was certainly effective, for she sud- denly exclaimed, after a gulp of surprise at the un- expected deluge: “Oh, is he gone?”’ “Ts who gone, you lunatic?’’ said Stark, sternly. “Hxplain the meaning of all this caterwauling.”’ ‘Ach! Lhaf been so frightened. I tought I vas should been kilt.”’ “Who was going to kill you?’’ ‘‘A bio mans, oh, so big,’’ her eyes swelling again with terror as she thought of that dreadful weapon, ‘und he had a knife so long, und I tought my throat Eomicbooks.co nm