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202 ~ BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. ‘She has plenty of muscle,’ rejoined the young man, as he helped to secure the panting and thor- oughly furious woman. “You must really pardon my abrupt entrance,”’ he continued, addressing Miranda, ‘‘for the case was a very urgent one. Let me assure you that no harm or personal indignity is intended you, and as soon as our search has been completed you will be released, doubtless. ”’ “What do you accuse us of, anyhow?’’ she de- manded. ‘‘Stealin’?’’ “Oh, no; worse than that. We want the young woman who is concealed here, and that with your knowledge.’’ ‘Find her, then,’’ she said, stubbornly, seeing that eee to the inevitable would be the height of O y. > 7 “Watch the couple,’’ ordered Belton, ‘‘and I’ll see in a jiffy whether Miss Ferry is here or not.”’ He was inside of the house ere he had finished speaking, and had opened the door of an inner apartment, the one sleeping room of the dwelling. Here stood Myra, trembling with fear at the evi- dent disturbance outside, and expecting every mo- ment that an unfriendly face would appear at the door to summon her to a fate worse than that which had already overtaken her. When she beheld the eager and smiling counten- ance of Belton, her joy knew no bounds. “My best friend!’’ she cried. ‘‘How can I thank ou for this deliverance and the hope of again meet-> ing with my dear relatives?’’ “By not mentioning it,’ was the answer, as the detective cut the rope that held her hands together. ‘Now, I'll leave you here a while. I must go back to attend to a prisoner or two I have caught, and would like to have you remain here.”’ ‘Will you tell me where Mr. Howard is before you go?”’ she asked, with a blush. ‘‘I am very much afraid he was badly injured last night.”’ Belton smiled mysteriously. “When I saw him last he was quite well. The Eomicbooks