The Argosy, April 1916 — page 176: what you’re looking at

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166 ing its free movement, something which moved soddenly as Lansing applied greater pressure. With an opening effected sufficiently wide to allow Lansing to squeeze through, he slipped into the room. And as he did so his voice rose almost in a scream. The others pushing in, saw him confront- ing two bodies. That of Slevin lay near the mantelpiece, sprawled upon its back. Ap- ponnetti’s was the one that had blocked the door, lying face downward. In the right hand of each dead man was clutched a revolver, one chamber only being dis- charged in each. “A duel!” Griscom bent over and ex- amined the bodies. ‘Slevin got it through the heart; Apponnetti through the brain. A pretty pair. Well, the girl—” ‘Helen!’ Lansing turned and ran calling through the hall. ‘Separate, everybody,” THE ARGOSY. he cried, ‘‘and look into every room in the house. She’s here; she must be.” The house was filled with the sound of hastily moving feet, the men from Gris- com’s central bureau having arrived. But it was Lansing who first found her. She was lying as Slevin had left her, bound hand and foot, slowly regaining consciousness, but weak from the anesthetic and from the shock of her ordeal. As Lans- ing burst into the room and came to her side with a cry she opened her eyes and smiled. “My heart!” she muttered. told me you would come.”’ “And so I have,” replied Lansing, cut- ting her bonds and taking her into his arms, ‘“‘and something tells me that you don’t get away from my side again as long as I live.” She smiled and closed her eyes, sighing with contentment in his embrace. ‘Something THE END. EKE JOHNSON and Bud Morris yA were throwing a diamond hitch on the last of our pack burros and Judge Dennison and I were about to enter the Red Front to bid the boys good-by when the sheriff cantered up. _ “You boys pulling for the hills?” he in- quired. en Ahe “That we are, Spud,” answered Zeke. ‘‘We’ve had our little whirl with the in- habited world and blowed our dough and now we are once more headed into the great sizzling and soulless desert in search of more wealth, health and subsequent unhappi- ness.” ‘Which meets my entire approval and I wish I was going with you. Howsomever, {I am afraid you are due for a little set-back— COMmiclboo S C©