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NEW NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 31 o Osprey. Telephone to headquarters or Trim was choking his antagonist into to your station and have half a dozen a state of helplessness when he was seized ‘men sent at once, for there may be -trouble.”’ _ He did not wait to hearthe policeman’s response, but followed by Dobbin hurried at once down the dock. _ The policeman, convinced by Trim’s business-like manner, promptly hurried > - the request to headquarters as Trim had ‘asked him. The request was attended to, for the officials at headquarters of course had heard about Trim and at once sus- pected that he was the person who asked _for assistance. __ A patrol wagon was accordingly started ‘at once for the Osprey dock. Meantime ‘Trim and Dobbiu hurried up the gang- plank to the main deck of the vessel. ‘Trim went directly to the captain’s ‘eabin. It was empty. He opened the doors of the few staterooms and found them empty also. “He's here somewhere, and den’t you - forget it!” he muttered. _ ‘Perhaps he’s in the fo'c’sle,’’ sug- gested Dobbin. | | a -*<No, he’s not,’’exclaimed Trim as a sudden thought occurred to him. ‘‘We ust make for the hold.”” _ ‘This way, then,’ cried Dobbin, run- ning up the companionway to the deck. _ More familiar with ships than Trim, the old sailor led the way to the main hatch! Just as they arriwed there half a dozen sailors were preparing to ‘put the shatch down, tit __ ‘They were working under command of 3 4h * pe ard| Inthe presence of the uniformed law to the nearest police signal box and gave ‘by a man in officer’s uniform, who sprung from the darkest part of the hold. Dob- bin laid hold of this new antagonist and pulled him away from Trim. The latter perceiving that he had more foes than one to fight with, shoved his man from him so violently that he fell upon his back. | Instantly then Trim faced about and gave the officer a smash with both fists upon the mouth that settled him for the time being, and then he had to face others who were dropping down into the hold just as he had done. This was comparatively easy, for he now had time to draw his revolver. ‘*Kill the scoundrels!’’ roared the voice of the captain from above. : ‘Come down here and take a hand in the game yourself!’’ retorted Trim. The captain had no desire to do any- thing of the sort. His eyes were now accustomed to the darkness and ‘Trim ‘could see His foes clearly. ‘There were only three of them in the hold besides the three whom he and Dobbin had overcome at the start. Tri passed one of his revolvers to Dobbin and remarked : “Well hold these fellows here for a few minutes, and if the police don’t come we’ll clean out the ship!” “What do you want here, anyhow?’ — bawled the captain from above, who hardly dared to look into the hold for fear of getting a ball in his head. ee “We want you to surrender a man who is traveling under’ the name of Horace > captain stormed and raged, vainly - jofficers the captain became suddenly quiet. = COMMmcOoks conn nding his men to enter the hold — 2S an out the two men who had taken “an officer, who looked at. Trim and _ his yelin ers 2A | is companion with surprise. . Terrell!’ shouted Trim in reply. © e tTy lanati ‘‘He ajn’t on board!”’ said the captain. _- “Don’t stop for explanations, Dobbin,| That’ alie!’’ retorted Trim, ‘‘and the but come along !’’ cried Trim. ii cet Racha | RODE ae but come 8 . ft ee you give orders to have him _ Before the officer or any of the sailors), ‘ ) light the better it'll be for : sprls Shore and while he was Pee ee. Mecaae € patrol wagon from headquarters arrived and sev- eral policemen hurried‘on board, “ . ‘ . , 2 al . es hs aed $ ‘ . - ‘ . ed ¢ ”