Bob Younger's Fate — page 30: what you’re looking at

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' ae a * BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. 21 A very few minutes sufficed to place the grave in the same order as that in which they found it, and when this was done Bill picked up his bundle pre- paratory to starting. Aft that moment the absolute stillness of the night was broken by the loud report of a pistol, and the lantern that the detective held was shattered intoa hundred pieces. Myra, barely repressing a scream, clung to her companion, who was glad to find herself uninjured, while Bill dropped his bundle and gave chase to the miscreant whose footsteps could be heard in hasty retreat. A few minutes later he returned out of breath, -and not a little chagrined. “That feller, whoever he is, must have long legs. He’s a sprinter, anyhow, for he left me far enough behind, and I’m no slouch, either,’’ and the disap- pointed fellow went on grumbling in an undertone until they had once more reached the highway, where they were glad to find the cab in waiting for them. | ‘Tt is evident,’’ said Belton, as they were again in motion, ‘‘that our journey as well as its object has been discovered by a foe who wished to do away with one or more of us. Now the question is, who is the man?’’ “The answer is plain to my mind,” said Myra, . calmly. ‘‘Stark, and no other, is at the head of this gigantic conspiracy.’’ ‘““‘You were so correct in one suspicion that lam now inclined to agree with you in this; conse- quently Stark will be shadowed from this time forth, and under the constant surveillance of a shrewd de- tective, he will be an exceedingly remarkable man _ ‘comicbooks (e(@)