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BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. 65 latter two having a person in charge who seemed to be very much in the same predicament as Theo. ‘‘Here is your visitor,’’ said Clell, in his usual tones. ‘Take a good look at him.”’ The Queen carried in her hand a small lamp, which seemed only to make the darkness more hide- ous. This she placed on a recess in the wall, and then looked curiously at her prisoner. If she expected signs of submission or dawning love, she read them not in his countenance; naught but indifference reigned there. “Stark!’’? exclaimed Theo, joyfully. ‘“‘Why, old — fellow, what’s up?’’ The latter exclamation was doubtless caused by the appearance of the new-comer. Stark. to all intents and purposes, had changed dreadfully within the last few days. His eyes had become sunken; his cheeks looked cadaverous; his form was no longer erect and ag- gressive, and he had the expression generally of a starving man. ; ‘“Ask these men,” he replied, in a quavering voice. ‘‘They are the authors of all my misery.’’ “Tell him yourself, partner,’’ said the man who was called Charlie, in a brutal tone of voice. ‘‘Lay our terms before him.”’ “Never! Ill starve to death first.’’ “We'll tell him, then, in the course of time, and we’ll let you starve just the same, unless the young gentleman toes the scratch.’’ The Queen turned with the others, and left the room without a word; not once had Theo looked upon her, and her heart was full of anger at his con- spicuous indifference. Eomicbooks (e0) nm