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- BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. 177 “T don’t mean to be outrageous at all, my dear; but you’ve made such a reputation for being care- less with knives and like weapons, that I don’t in- — tend giving you a chance to increase your fame in that direction.”’ | ‘‘Chivalrous gentleman !”’ ‘Just so; but then weare going to be safe and snug,’”’ : . Here Bill turned up the lamp, and then seated himself, patiently waiting for Belton’s appearance. ‘*How much is it worth to allow me to escape ac- cidentally?’’ asked Irene, breaking the silence, and speaking in coaxing tones. yet Th Her jailer seemed to meditate. “Well, how much wind can you raise?’’ “Pll give you a thousand dollars.”’ “Got any of it about you?’’ | “Of course not. Do you think I’d be foolish enough to tell you if I had? But I can get it.’’ ‘“When you get it,’’ said Bill, indifferently, ‘‘then Ill talk with you.’’ : | At this mument Belton entered the room with hasty step. 3 “They've gone. Unfortunately, we are without horses, and under such circumstances pursuit would be useless. J must try another plan. “Well, your majesty, we meet again,’’ with a bow to Irene, who was staring at him in astonish- © - ment. ‘“You are yet alive?’ she gasped. | ‘* Very much so. Never felt more like living in my life than at this moment.”’ | ‘‘How have you escaped all those deaths intended for you?”’ “Oh, they were intended, were they? Yes, I have come through all right without a scratch to show that I’ve had a single enemy who wished to compass | my destruction. No, V’ll amend that. statement somewhat. I did get a blow from something that fell off the tender of an engine. It must have been a lump of coal. I imagined it was a mere accident at first, but have since been told that it was intended to put an end to my existence. I am very sorry to comicbooks