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172 BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. ee kept his post of observation until dusk without dis- covering so much as a sign of a human being. When he concluded it to be safe to do so, he moved ina circle abont the building, and when he arrived at the rear he observed a low entrance, which, on account of an occasional snort or stamp he heard in that direction; he supposed must lead to that part of the structure used as a stable. Once he heard the voice of some person who was engaged in feeding the animals, and he concluded to remain at his post until the man retired. In a few minutes he distinguished a dark form come out of the entry and close the door. Leaving this point the fellow approached another door-in the center of the building, and disappeared within. . : Belton now walked boldly from his ambush, and tried the same door; it was locked. Passing to a window, he raised the sash, and noiselessly crept in. | | ; Listening a moment for a sign of the presence of some one, he began to explore the room, but found it devoid of everything except an abundance of dirt. He left the apartment by means of an open door, and went on his way. After a time he heard the sound of voices, and perceived at once that he was on the point of mak- ing one of the grandest discoveries of his hfe, even should he not be successful in bagging his game. The room in which he was now located was close to the main hall, and in this hall men to the number of five were seated in company with Irene. “T’ll enjoy myself just now in listening,’’ thought Belton, as he crept closer to the door. “Well, boys, this is getting devilish tiresome,”’ re- marked a voice. ‘If we don’t hear from them to- night, my vote is to go forward on this other busi- ness at once.’’ | “So say I, Cole,”’ said another, ‘‘and let Bob and Jim join us when they get through. The next thing we know somebody will drop on to our hiding place and attack us with a whole army.’’ (E(@) m comicbooks