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NEW NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 19 A gain the sound of a footates came to his eats, and not a yard away. Chick drew cautiously back, and, re- bare in hand, sprang to his feet. mt E teat he made an attempt to spring > he paould gain an erect | he felt a strong arm thrown about his eCK, al Ls ht of a heavy man - ore e him to the earth. ~ His revolver was now a useless thing. In the darkness and in the mighty | struggle that went on, he only knew that the handle of the weapon was in his j Hand. = pa _ He could not tell where the bullet ;™ ight land should he press the trigger. - dna moment there was a great falling qi rubbish about the strug ggling men. ‘Then Chick knew by the approat a voices that the men who had been g Sate. Ue basement “tere were ! fer Hs this Bae a _ “Take Bows: ¢ of him, can’t seal He 1s - go: = : a is - , 4 - ; . — a J - P = 3 a ai , ay P : _— . - mm ee 9 ' | _—s — «< - b+ Te “te ‘strike or 5 ae to “take 4 re With a : desperate Wrench Chick freed ? 5 Ti; ght | arm, and grasped his reovylver _ a _ a a e ny ' t - - = " ad - ya oe At that instant the fellow’s arms re- laxed, and Chick, springing to his feet, discharged his revolver full in the faces of the men who were now springing toward him. | Although neither of the men was in- jJured by the shot it had the intended effeet. re The clear Space about the young de- tective widened, He sprang away in the darkness. Stop!’ shouted Adam, as one of the men started Bohs in pursuit. ‘*You can’t catch him now. Mose should have killed him while he haa him foul.”? ‘“That’s easy enough to talk about,”’ said Mose, with an oath. ‘I had all I could do to keep from passing in my own checks.’’ ‘It beats all what luck those devils have,’ said Adams, with an ugly hiss. ‘‘Mose here had Nick Carter dead to rights last night, but he had to get away | long enough to kick up all this muss,”? ‘‘T don’t see but what we’re as well off as we were before,’’ said Mose, sullenly. 4s don’t, eh? They haven't located us, have they ?”’ §*Well, haven't we located them—at least one of them ?”’ | What gor does thatdo? That young fellow is probab] y half way to the police — “S station by this time.’ - | geet wet “Then we'd better get out.”’ wee Soe ‘*Ves,’? said Adams, “and we hay eee even got time to get the st h heiesiieiaks 3 TCE ne ail right re, oS gitess. lo C ks to me as — a » 6 é —_— he > a a a ee A = om + = j ae 7s . — os — ‘ ' ¥ ‘ P 4 * t bs , ; 4 L ‘ - ’ a 5446 a ; s a . of ’ ‘, i > » ; = * i ~ . S - Pash + > =~ # s ; . - 2 A ») 2s 4 - 2 ." = 4 an? | ? P 1 = : . “%