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. seat, her eyes fixed and staring. Suddenly from behind the scenes a woman looked like an angel. 7 As he led her down to the footligtits the house was as still as the grave; then a shrill, _ sweet voice rang out like a bugle peal. “Stop! stop! He must not do it! Dollie, my sister!” , That is >. CHAPTER XIII THE ARREST AND RESCUE. y For just one brief moment not a sound was heard; then -an . cohqing shriek broke from the lips of the “subject.” » “Marion! Oh, Marion!- Save me!” In less than a second the house was in an uproar. Men and women had sprang from their seats and were yelling like demons. “Before any one could stop him, Professor Dabroski darted toward the wings, but while wa stopped peremptorily. a detective from headquarters was the st man to confront him. E 6] arrest you for kidnapping,” he said very plainly. “Here, handcuff him, officers. We must not take any chances!” _ Two officers sprang forward and caught the professor’s arms, but he was too thor- oughly frightened to make any resistance. | silenced him. At that instant Mr. Ray sprang upon a _ Seat and explained the situation. His voice -, “was clear and. distinct, every person in the house heard it. _ A perfect storm of hisses followed his re- an aarks, and for a moment it looked as if the entire audience intended making a rush for the professor. \ _ Cries of “The villain!” “The scoundrel!” or Bieinpreciated thi terrible crime he had | Bee tc. his hand, while Marion half rose in her advanced. She was dressed in white and he was still in full view of his audience, he ' “She is my wife,” he said faintly; “she 4s over sixteen!” A curse from one of the indignant officers 27 and Dollie was lifted straight over the foot- lights and placed in the arms of her noble sister. As Marion clasped, her in her arms, Mr. Ray and Bert tried to lead the two girls out, while the crowd, as soon as it saw Dollie’s girlish, frightened face, yelled *with one voice: “Lynch him! Lynch the rascally professor!” The officers hurried their prisoner away and the detective came back. He had found Dollie’s hat and gloves and something to wrap around her. ‘The crowd made way for them to pass, and as they passed a mighty cheer went up that almest shook the building. “Hurrah for the brave country girl!” they screamed and howled. ‘Three cheers for the’ farmer's daughter who came to the city to save her sister!” Marion wept with delight as Mr. Ray bun- dled them both into a carriage, and as for Dollie, she clung to her sister and cried both from fear and pleasure. When they reached the hotel, Mr. Ray sent a telegram to Joshua Marlowe telling him briefly of Marion’s success in finding ~ her sister. “He will never forgive me,” cried Dollie, her face burning and scarlet. ‘He will never understand that I could not help it! “Oh, it ~ seems like a hideous dream! Can I ever for- Set ihr! Marion took her in her arms to soothe and comiort her, and Mr. Ray bade them good- night in his heartiest manner. “You have been so good, so kind to me,” faltered Marion. ~. “Who could help it?” was the roguish but sincerely meant answer. “For you are the bravest little woman in all the world, for not only have you found your own, but you have also restored my darling sister.” ‘And there is much more for me. to do,” said Marion, moving away from Dollie for a moment. “For I have made the charge of kidnapping against that rascally professor, and I shall leave no stone unturned to have him thoroughly punished. The Chief of Police has told me what to do, but much : ECORMMIEOOOKS. CO