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os BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. | = OR until his blood should course ere his. cramped limbs, he leaped to his feet. One of the desperadoes was between him and the door, fortunately for the prisoner, having his back | turned. | With an agile leap Theo grasped him by the throat, and tossed him against the wall with such terrific force as to knock him senseless. But he was not yet free, for the quick-witted girl, with a cry of warning, sprang outside, closed the door, and bolted it just as Theo threw himself against it with full weight. His other opponent, a powerfully-built fellow, was now upon him, and a terrible struggle ensued be- tween them. The young cashier had not neglected his physical education, and although of a much lighter mold, he proved a full match for his burly antagonist. The latter was gradually getting the worst of the contest, when his partner, regaining his senses, took in the situation. Seizing the rung of a chair which had fallen apart from age, he crept close to the contestants, and. brought it down with cruel force on Theo’s devoted head. The young man sank to the floor without a groan. ‘“T’d like to do that again,”’ said the angry fellow, eying his weapon with a glow of satisfaction. “Never mind, Clell; remember our orders,’’ said the other. ‘‘Let’s leave him.”’ The couple knocked at the door, which was opened _ py Irene, after she was assured that the contest had terminated in their favor. < -Twas lucky, girl, that you were standing at the door,’’ said he who was called Clell, feeling ten- comicbooks.co