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150 DETECTIVE BOB BRIDGER. “T believe hit’s all true,” said Billy, suddenly rising to his feet, and rubbing his hands together in glee. Complete confidence had seemed to dawn upon his idiotic brain as abruptly as the sudden fear of the lash had de- pressed it, and he began to dance and caper about as hap- pily as when he had heard of Bolard’s death. “Whist! it’s all right now !” whispered Meg in the Scotch detective’s ear. ‘‘He believes us. I could wind him about | me finger now loike a dish cloth, and so could you. He’d eo to blazes for aither of us.” At this moment to vary the tumult made by the fierce dog without a loud rap came upon the door, and a voice demanded : ‘‘Ho, dere, vid you, Misses Bolards! Who vas talking vid you? De dog smells out de crooked business, and vants in vid it. Who got you dare, I say, vid you?” ay Whist! it’s the voice of Moses Muggins!” whispered eg. CHAPTER XXXVI. THE “FENCE” AND HIS DOG. At the sound of Muggins’ voice the crazy giant suddenly paused in front of the door, as if intently listening. Annette clung closely to the Scotch detective in terror. Fandon carefully trimmed his dark-lantern. “Open de door quick! You hear vot I speak, Misses Bolards? I vould vind out vat comes to my house, and shoot down vat makes me trouble? Open de door, I say, vid you!” yelled Moses Muggins without, while the huge mastiff scratched upon the door’s oaken panels, and yelped fiercely. ‘ What’s this noise you and your dog be makin’ widout there, you ould Jew ye? Is it more rint av me ye’re wantin’, or are ye drunk, frightening the loife out of us? Git out av that wid ye, and: roll yersilf over till ye be ~ sober,” cried Meg, approaching the door. . Quite vell you know, Misses Bolard, I vasn’t drunk. Open the door !” ‘Open the door, is it—and be aten up wid that brute of | adog? Whatdo ye mane? Are ye crazy?” — ‘De dog vas all right. Quick smelled he out de crooked business, and broke his chain, and come vere it vas. And ven I come quick up to vip him back to de store, I vind, — comicbooks.co!