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And quick about it !” John turned helplessly to see if his mistress heard the order. Her white face was at the opening, and her eyes met his. But there was no sign of yielding in them. / “He will shoot the horses, missis! Wemust stcp!” the man faltered. “Tsay, whip up!” “But the outfit will go to smash, if he drops one of the horses, and our own necks may be broke.” “Whip up, or I will take the whip myself.” As these words came from betwixt the compressed lips of Olive Winthrop, she reached out with one white arm, and tried to seize the reins. But John, the driver, for once felt that he had aright to act counter to the commands of this willful young woman. He knew that if the detective should shoot and kill one of the horses their lives would be in danger. To save the life of his companion, therefore,he felt that he was justified in disregarding her commands. So, instead of again urging the horses to greater efforts, he tossed the whip to the ground, and at the same .time pulled the steeds down to a walk. As he did so, however, he felt something cold pressed The touch sent a thrill through his being such as he had never experienced before. “T too, have a pistol!” the voice of the young woman said. ‘And unless you give up the reins to me, or start the horses again, I will use it. Do you hear? And do not lose a moment of time.” John tightened the reins with a reluctant groan. But at the same moment something shot up the slope, and halted at the horses’ heads. Kirk Hyde teaped from his wheel, and seized the bits with one hand, while with the other he covered the driver with his weapon. “Jump from the seat!” ordered the detective. John obeyed. “Hold these horses, and don’t you dare to let them start!” was the next command. And again the man obeyed, for there was something in these stern tones that did not brook delay. In another instant the “tail-ender” of the “three H’s” THE LOG CABIN LIBRARY. “IT do not know,” voice. “You were going to meet your husband? Do not deny that !” “Then you know ype he is?” “i know where he is.’ “You agreed to tollow him ?” 6 Yes. ? “Why did you not go when he did ?” “Because I did not want everybody to know that I kneur: where he had gone.” “He went yesterday in the afternoon?” “At about five o’clock.” “And you did not go to bed at all last night?” “Ts there anything strange in that? Could I go to ted! and sleep, knowing what had happened ?” “Probably not. But you pretended that you knew natit- ing about it.” ‘‘T could not very well betray my husband. No tree wife would do that.” “No true wife would allow her husband to get into sum trouble, if any persuasion on her part would prevent wi. But there is something more in this case, and we will dou to you to explain it. You admit that you did not refine fi bea last night. Will you tell me where you were at moni-. night, and after that hour until two o’clock in the mer: ing ?” A flash of red dotted her white cheeks and her eyes fell. “No, I will not tell you! Itis none of your business” “Perhaps not,” grinned the dwarf. “But J know, Fast the same. You were at the bank. You went there to get what cash your husband told you wasin the vault, av which he wasn’t nervy enough to take himself! Needs: deny it, madam, for I know !” Olive Winthrop drew a short, quick breath, but did mati speak. There was no telling how much or how little ttm keen man knew. He might be making mere eonjectures, and striving tke lead her into making admissions. She resolved to hold her peace, and let him find out what he could by any other means he had at his command. “T have gone too far to weaken now,” she thougiitt, ‘“And he does not know that I have the money now. Perr- haps I can hold on to that, and in time I may rejoin may husband.” His sharp eye seemed to be looking into her very soul “T must not event think,” was what flashed through Beer brain, “For I believe he reads my thoughts. I will re- main like a sphinx.” : ‘But while you were hiding in the bank, and awaiting your chance,” the “ tail-ender” went on, “you met with a little surprise. Somebody els? was there on a similar errand. Am I right?” She hesitated. But in the suggestion she felt that there might be an avenue for escape. By some means the de tective knew that Jules Jepworth, the safe-breaker, meant | to rob the bank, and he also suspected that she was there she returned, in a low, tremulous: “ was at the side of Olive Winthrop, and his single visible | and saw the famous burglar. eye met hers in the most invincible gaze she had ever encountered. “But he does not know which of us has the money.” was her thought. “And he shall never know. 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