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18 thing he did not count on was the presence of Bert Jackson. It was a mighty good thing that the doctor thought to take him.” “Then the doctor and Bert are both in dan-: ger!” cried Marion. “Oh, we must do some- We must try and find them!” “| have done all I could,” saic&k Fairfax, thing at once! quickly. “The police have known all this since five o'clock this morning. They are by this time inspecting every corner of the > 9? ' place called ‘Gerrys. “But I can’t sit here idly and wait!” said Marion, again. “Oh, I must do something! What shall it be, Alma? a party and go to ‘Gerry’s?”’ ” Can’t we make up “I move that we do,” said Mr. Temple, ‘As Marion says, this suspense is awful. There'll be no harm in our visiting that part of the city, particularly as the police will be there in force to-day and will be on promptly. hand to protect us in case of trouble.” “Oh, there won't be any trouble! The residents of that section are as quiet as lambs in the daytime. It is only at night that they get rambunctious,” said the young detective. “T understand, in fact, that it is only a rail- road section. This place, Pike street, is an alley of railroad sheds.” “An excellent place for dark deeds,” mut- tered Mr. Temple, “but it shall be as you say. Shall we go to Gerry's, Fairfax?” Before her lover could answer, Alma Allyn laid her hand on his arm, “Of course we can go, dear! It can’t do any harm. I'll go crazy myself if I have to sit quietly and worry!” “That settles it; we go,” said the young man, smiling, “but I would advise that the party does not number more than four. You and Miss Marlowe, Mr. Temple and Olcott.” Orrin Olcott, the “villain” of the company, tad entered as he spoke, and he promptly nod- ded that he was willing. MY QUEEN. “But you, Henry?’ began Miss Allyn, with a nervous tinge in her voice. Mr. Fairfax took her hand and smiled at her tenderly. | ‘I shall be there, dearest, but I must go alone; and, further, I must warn you all not to speak to me if you see me. I shall be on duty, and you might ‘queer me’ if you recog- | nized me.”’ “Oh, we'll ‘never speak as we pass by,’ ” said Miss Allyn, more cheerfully, “but take care of yourself, Henry, and don’t run into danger. The mention of ‘black-jacks’ and sand-bags’ has made me uneasy.” © “Dll take care,” said Mr. Fairfax, and then he added, more seriously, “I only hope that my other bird has not flown. I hope some cne has winged him in the vicinity of ‘Gerry’s.’” “Who could do it?’ asked Marion, in some Se a 2 surprise. | , “Bert Jacksori,” was the detective’s unex-_ rected answer. “I have staked my last hope on your able comedian. If he hasn't caught Holbrook, then I have lost the fellow.” “T will be ready in ten minutes,” said Marion, rising from the table. “So will I,” was Miss Allyn’s determined * statement. “T only hope it is not too late,” said Mrs. ‘Burnside, dubiously. “Still it does not seem possible to me that anything could happen. I shall stay right here to welcome Bert and the doctor; and, if they come first, I shall send them straight to ‘Gerry’s.’ ” “That was a clever letter,” said Fairfax, looking at Mr, Temple, “It is wonderful how shrewd those rascals are. The thing that surprises me is Dunlap’s weakness. I wouldn't have believed he would have taken ? such chances. “Any man, good or bad, would take chances for Miss Marlowe,” remarked the — manager, as his glance — a *