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the place, and was soon making an inven- tory of the various articles it contained. St 3 - SO busy was he that he did not hear the door at the head of the stairs open and close, nor did he hear the light footsteps in the room beyond. One thing after another was closely a scrutinized, and asmall bundle was finally made up. **7’.n in great lwek to-night,’’ thought the detective, as he removed the bundle toarearroom. ‘‘I wonder if any one Nick saw thata fire wasstill burning in room was still comfortably warm. emg ‘‘Tfthey haven’t been here since Satur- day, there certainly is some one taking a ae of the rooms, and I'd better be get- ting out. As he turned to go, however, “he heard a low groan. He listened intently for a moment, and ah sound was repeated. *“There’s some one here now,’’ he thought, ‘fand something worse than rob- aR Shay may have been pears in these mes “fooms. = , "The sounds seemed to paced from a * re Soke adjoining the’ sitting-room, and di- oad rec tly in the rear of the sleeping-room in : eS _which he had made up his bundle. ; _ The detective listened at the door, and | s he did so, heard the sane of some one “28 = moving i in the room beyond z 5 Rete was no sound of ioaédiens upon * oth he floor, but the noise was accompanied | by sie’ slight: rus . ~ a" F he Hit rah He yp > ; + i ’ ST RLcAp TT ty ‘ = ‘ /- | . 7 Seyi | sa r : ; .; » i , ae Te Se wr. ‘. ll Saad : f j . “>... ; © bah 7 ' pies ‘ite ‘a Pi 6 = st : - of j s tle of clothes, indicating ae ‘ents eae was aeee? -acoal-stove in the sitting-room and the human being in pain came more distinctly to the detective’s ears. He noticed, as he inserted the picklock and pushed the door gently open, that the threshold and casing had been skilfully s-wadded with cotton, so that, so far as the door was concerned, the room was almost absolutely air-tight. As the door opened, he started | and involuntarily placed his hand to his nostrils, The air was perfectly Srhening and stifling, and the room, save for the slen-— ht from his lantern, was der shaft of absolutely dark. One peculiarity of the a the room was astrong taint of chloro- form. , After allowing the door to remain open for a few seconds, and, swinging it noise- roduce a lessly back and forth in order to p: current of air, Nick stepped gently in- side, revolver in_ hanc door. t The light of the bartern fevealed a dis- ordered bed, and, lying upon it, elad in her day-costume, woman. " Her face was as pale as death, and bore the drawn, strained look of a person in great agony. hand upon the woman’s wrist. The purer air of the room seemed to have a good effect, and even as he bent over the unconscious woman she opened her eyes and glanced about her. ‘‘Don’t speak,’’ Nick whispered, bend- yet out of danger?” 8! Ne eae If the detective could — ‘savage eyes glaring of light, and what it 1 revealec josphere of | , and closed the Nick advanced to the bed, and laid his h; iz: Prem the =F upon 1 the little’ circle aS d, bi would — have realized that there: wees me re ha n [ was an wuuconscious ing closer to the white face, 1703 are not “ae! - ~ Pas v