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- BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. 105 ing country under the tutelage of Bill Chadwell, who was perfectly acquainted both with the lay of the land and with those people who could be relied upon for aid should they be pursued after their at- tempt at robbery. While they were discussing irrelevant matters, the door was opened, and Irene appeared. ‘‘Most noble seigniors,’’ she said, with mock cour- tesy, ‘“‘your prisoner has been overcome with com- passion for his starving friend. He has consented to attach his name to the document which will make his starving friend, as well as the rest of us, independent for the remainder of our lives. Will you come now and witness the signing?”’ ‘Perhaps I had better remain behind,’ said Younger, with a significant smile. ‘““And I,’’ remarked Chadwell, who had been sail- ing under the cognomen of Scott. “Six will be enough,’’ was Irene’s reply, ‘‘but should they need a seventh, the Queen is willing to sacrifice herself.”’ When the party entered Howard’s room all doubts as to the genuineness of [rene’s story vanished. Clell approached and unlocked his handcuffs, - while each of the other five impressively cocked their revolvers asa silent warning against any at- tempt to escape. 3 | : Theo smiled scornfully. ‘‘Brave men, to be afraid that one unarmed, half starved fellow might prevail against you!”’ No answer, but the weapons remained fixed in deadly aim upon his heart. Irene brought forward a rude stand, upon which were placed pens, ink, and the document requiring his signature. ; ‘““Sion,’’ she said, and withdrew to one side. Theo picked up the paper, and read it through me- chanizally. It was the same as he had read. before, and seizing the pen hurriedly, as if to finish an un- pleasant task as soon as possible, he wrote his name in bold characters at the bottom. Irene approached, picked up the desk, and retired from the room, | comicbooks (E(@)