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‘This is a trick that Ssiicle learn and | im knew that by pressing his legs| close to the cable he could make himself: descend rapidly or slowly at will or check | his fall altogether. ~ As the cable was well oiled he not only | Stecended easily but without the slightest | noise. _ Shortly after he had down in the darkness he ter of footsteps near him and knew that _ the fugitive was running along a floor to | the next flight of stairs. “An instant later the sound of steps was above him. 3 a4 pressing his knees against the cable and| reached out one hand until he could feel the wall upon the corridor side of the well, ‘He touched bare wall at first, therefore | he allowed himself to descend a few feet | - farther, when Ba felt the iron grating that | E he knew to be a door. It was then the work of but a second) or two to lift the latch of the door and | Pn. _ =~ naa i S ~. a This done he clutched the door post. _ hard, let + rO the cable and srung hiinself | 2 3 = = did not ‘Lane then what ‘floor he | Was on » but it roved later that he was! rom the street. hear the approach-| : ‘Above him he could si Toe clatter of steps as the fugitive| — bo inded down one flight after another. Trim chuckled quietly and groped his| a5 vay to the foot of the stairs where he} _ leaned against the wall and waited. moment later the man came to the} xht and descended, cling-| he ¢ ‘to the Bapister with one hand and coming down 3 as emails as area Just as he car o the bottom step| } caught him in his! 1 ' P = | = * my = | al { peel | 7. & | | “a } * P = 7 F - a 4 ' * a ’ , — 5 a Cw. it “ - i rd j ~™ . | * r o a | ~ | = . « - | begun to whiz| heard the clat- Trim allowed himself to drop some-: what further and then put on brakes by| to the floor. | oe: = ewe oe an » gave a rhe gasp of astonish-| - ent and ow ane then ay. still, pant: 95 lifted the man to nis feet and ordered him to march up the stairs. ‘Lord help me!”’ groaned the man, “but Iean’t stir. I’m all of a shake. | Who are you and what are you, and what are you going to do? Don’t for heaven’s sake drop me out of the window! How ‘many are there of you ?’’ } ‘T’ll tell you all about that a° little later,’’ Trim answered. ‘‘Get up now! you can walk as well as I can.”’ he man leaned against the banister ‘blowing like a porpoise and gasped that he could not stir. se Trim caught hold of the rope at his back and fairly yanked him up the first flight. This action seemed to bring the man somewhat to his senses for the rest of the |} way he went without assistance. | It wasa long climb up, and it seemed to Trim as if they would never get there, ‘for he was anxious to land his man once more within the office, fearing the jani- ‘tor of the building might sleep in it and 'be aroused by the disturbance. The. detective did not want to be in- | terrupted by anybody just then. It happened that the janitor who ought to have slept in the building had taken a night off so that Trim and his captive were the only men there. When they came to the office Trim fast- }ened the door securely and made his pris- oner sit down on the floor in a corner; then he took out his pocket lamp again and lit up the place. He first directed the pays at the man himself who sat with open mouth staring ‘at him, Trim had not seen the man before. A | olance satisfied him of this and of the fact ithat the man could not possibly break ‘away, then he turned the lantern in an- other direction and as he did so the rays |fell for a moment upon his own face. Pe “Ah!” exclaimed the prisc ae | ST ;might have known.”? | | “*Known what Pen aval Trim. ‘*Who you are.”’ _ ae ‘Who did you tl 1ink ies ae i lI,’’ answered > man with a at