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= One hand was manacled, the chain be- ing secured to an iron staple in the stone wall. She could not move more than. a few feet. Her hair, which was black, was dishev- eled, and abject fear looked out of her brilliant eyes. She had taken Nick for an enemy, for he still wore his Italian disguise. ‘Don’t be alarmed,’’ he said, quietly, as he approached, ‘‘for I am your friend, come to release you.’’ Her expression changed to one of joy unspeakable. She tried to speak, but could not. Then her slight form began to tremble, and she presently burst into a flood of tears. But they were tears of happiness. Nick waited until she was calm, and = then took one of the keys from a bunch _ he had found in Billy Silk’s pocket, and unlocked her manacle. z He first words were of gratitude for her release. ~~ Then she inquired anxiously: Pats. "is he in jail ?”’ “The man-who put me here.”’ _ **What is his name?”’ _~ “Lafarge is one of his names,’’ —__—-**No, he is not in jail, but he soon will ee * be, I hope. y) __ **Hfe is a monster.”’ She shuddered at the recollection of be terrible experiences, __. **Hfe is, indeed,’’ replied Nick, with a A, = Romumiserating | Oak .pue. now I would - « . ; ' > Sig? @« ‘ CHAPTER IV. A CRUEL DECEPTION. ‘You thouglit so,’’ repeated Viola La- roche, in surprise. ‘*Yes, Iam Nick Carter, a detective, and I was solicited to undertake this ease by a fine-looking young man of the name of Jasper Orrant.”’ The girl flushed, and then a look of pain came into her eyes. ‘‘T have treated him shamefully,’ ” . she said. ae “*But not intentionally, I ica a ‘“No. I was deceived by a villain.”’ Nick looked at her in such a curious manner when she said this that she has- tened to add: ‘‘He deceived me by. making me be- lieve he was going to help me to a situa- tion, when he wanted me, instead, to as- sist him in his unlawful enterprises. We have never had any relations.’’ ‘‘l am glad to hear it.’’ ‘“My story,’’ she continued, ‘is a strange and unfortunate one.”’ ‘Perhaps you had better relate it now. Then I shall know how to act in regard to the fellows outside.’’ Nick told her how he had overcome Billy Silk and the young man with the sharp eyes. Viola said that-the latter’s name was Duke Abbey. ‘Is he in the employ of Lafarge?” c¢ Yes. »» ‘‘And so is Billy Silk, I suppose e. nee to BAL ‘*Rxcuse me for a moment.”? With these words, Nick got up, went — into the corridor, and dragged his ae to a near the - doc could aan an eye on them while the ginl was relating her story. When he reseated pineal ay her side, he said: <T ai — wwe rs .* i= ‘e % = - - a ae - ' rate) . — : . ~~ *- f ‘Dy. . — > boi * > : >." r. — ’ a " el rv" v3 Le. ‘e “4” j -_ « a? . 7 —- &- Bees . q = an > ¢ “ h > i or ar ; Th’ ? ps if art. x + wd - ia h a a 7