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NEW NICK. CARTER WEEKLY. 25 be best to run out to Paramatta and see what might be discovered there. He accordingly hired a cab, as he did not wish to be under the necessity of waiting for trains at suburban stations. It was about an hour’s drive out, and when he arrived there he made it his first business to look over the Henley estate, which was a large one lying just outside the village. Then he continued his line of inquiries as he had done in the city, proceeding very cautiously. and finding little if any- thing that threw light upon the matter. The main point was that he satisfied himself that Guy had not been at’ home since two days before the uprising in the jail, which has been described in a pre- -yious number of this library and which ‘led to the discovery of the Tigers’ organi- zation. ¥ It was still light enough to see a con- siderable distance. There were no houses near, and nobody was in sight either upon the road or in the fields alongside. “If this accident was designed to take place at this spot,’’ the boy thought, ‘‘T’ve got todo something to bring the enemy from under cover. I'll see if I can draw him out.”’ : He then turned to the driver and said aloud: : ‘There’s no use of thinking of petting back to Sydney by cab.”’ “‘No, sir, not by this cab, hat hany rate.”’ ‘Then I must take a train. Do you know where the nearest railroad station is?” ‘Ves, sir. Hit’s habout a ’alf mile further hon, and you can get to hit He was beginning to wonder how he) |quicker by crossing the fields toward that should get on the track of Henley, who ridge.” seemed to have hidden himself very ‘‘Does the railroad run below that safely, when he entered his cab and or-| ridge?’ dered the driver to take him back to Sysney: --It was then after sundown. A short distance out —_ Paramatta an axle broke. Trim got out of the eab at once, and he and the driver set to work to see whether the damage could be repaired on the spot. ‘Hi don’t see ’ow hit could ’ave ’ap- x TS oem. the driver exclaimed, ‘‘for the fey eee was sound as a berry this mornin’,’’ _ Trim was leaning over the broken xle, and it took him no time at ail to see & sheswesideot had happened. ane Bes Pagbeen. sawed part way -you spend your time,’’ he = en = ceee over oF x “Ait goes right through hit, sir. There’s a deep cut there.”’ “Oh! And how long will it be before a train goes to Sydney?’’ ‘About ten minutes, sir. Hi should think you can make ME hif yes = across the fields.”’ ; * Pll try it.” Trim set out across the fields, _proceed- ing at a rapid pace, and presently arrived at the edge of the railroad cut. It was fully thirty feet to the bottom, where he could just distinguish the gleaming rails in the darkness. A quarter of a mile away he Say the lights. 2 the a: ‘ailroad station. < He =e along the edge of the cut in that di ges “he he onched “some low trees he 4 js nerve, Trim was cautious, yy on the alert, he had no re. to fall into an ambush anywhere, of all in a place where there might a eer enh a broken neck to Pay i Pesutian aed him a good —_ ae he |this time, 369 he had hardly entered into” “| whirr ing noise caused him to. throw op