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180 BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. Marks guard this woman, the rest of us will resolve ourselves into a committee of search, and if I] do not much mistake my guess we will find certain parties we want in this very building.”’ : ge CHAPTER XXXII. “HOLD; OR Io SHOOT) 2” As Myra uttered his name in such thrilling tones, Theo started back in amazement. The next moment he was on his knees by her side kissing her face, her hair, her eyes. ‘Oh, that I were rid of these shackles!’”’ he cried, in desperation, dashing his hands against the floor. ‘“‘Here is my love, helpless, perhaps dying, and I scarcely able to move hand or foot in her behalf. - Myra, tell me that-you are still alive.’’ The girl came to hfe witha faint sigh, but on opening her eyes in the darkness saw nothing. | Slowly memory came to her aid, and she at last realized what had happened. Her hands wandered out in the black gloom which surrounded her, and touched the silent form at her side. Tenderly the soft arms crept about his neck, and the welcome whisper came from her parted lips: ‘I knew it was you!”’ ‘“‘Tam sorry that I cannot give you a warmer re- ception,’’ said the dear voice to her; ‘‘you see that I am not my own master.”’ | Myra clung to her lover with hysterical but not erief-stricken sobs, and Theo allowed her to calm herself without interrupting the flow of her refresh- ing tears. “I knew you were not dead,’’ she said after a while. » “Who thought I was, darling ?’’ ‘Don’t you know anything about it? Everybody | was satisfied that you were in your grave more than a week ago.”’ Theo seemed at a loss to express his amazement. ‘This seems very strange to me, Myra.” z ‘Gomicbooks.¢co ile