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14 - BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. where, as the detective had told her, she espied a | cab apparently waiting for some one. As she arrived at the curbstone a man, heavily bearded, alighted from the seat occupied by the driver, and without a word opened the door of the cab. Myra entered fearlessly, for there was nothing of the coward about her, and besides she had trusted - Belton implicitly. In passing the next corner a stranger stepped from the pavement, and swung himself up beside | the driver. ‘Till this time not a word had passed be- tween Myra and her companion, but as the girl no- ticed this sudden accession to the party without a sion of the presence of the detective she became somewhat alarmed. ‘‘Where is Mr. Belton?”’ she finally inquired. Having some particular business on hand, he sent me in his stead.” | “He has something more important than this, then?” asked the poor girl, ready to cry with disap- pointment. ‘Well, he didn’t say so, but seeing that he isn’t here 0 -night, I should imagine that such was the case.’ “IT am sorry that Mr. Belton has so little rocterd Tor his word,’’ said Myra, in quiet but decided tones. ‘I shall be greatly obliged if you will stop the cab ~. and let me out, sir.’’ “Couldn’t tari of it, miss,’’ said the other, inso- lently. “Such good-looking damsels as you don’t escape so easily.” “If you refuse to allow me to alight, I shall call . _ for help,’’ was the quiet reply, as she prepared to : - carry out her threat, Eomicbooks (E(@) m