New Nick Carter Weekly, No. 39 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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Pes. ‘*Then'the wretch laughed with much “= ainusement apparently. ‘“‘T felt like tearing his eyes out, and he must have feared an attack, for as soon as he spoke he moved away to the side of his partner’s in crime, ‘‘When I asked Lafarge why he had treated me so shamefully he replied that he did it for self protection. © *¥You would have given me away to the detectives,’ he said, ‘if I had not | forestalled you. Here in this house you <n must remain until I see fitto let you out.’ os ‘* “Vou dare not imprison me,’ I cried. as ‘‘ ‘Dare not,’ he retorted, ‘I dare do | anything.’ _ “His tone frightened me. **T started for the door, but Lafarge reached it before me. © *No, you don’t,’ he hissed, ‘there is = your hase: _ __- **#He pointed toward the cabinet. ‘Duke Abbey and Fogg stepped in hands on me. ‘‘In the grasp of three powerful 1 me what could I do? ‘I struggled as best I could, but was conceal a descending trap, and was low- ered to the dark and foul smelling place under it. _ **Brom there I was taken to the apart- ment where you now behold me, and upon my refusal to swear never to betray him in case I was released the villain Lafarge manacled me as if I were a dog. a wudcre he left me he “Lapa the amex, pet | Orrant | was ‘not a j , i -" 7 ; ; ™ a) al - . i - 4 y de = « + sit 7 ‘4, | weit i . . dt t . ea . rT a . a y : > un 3 wt a Ls if A , Li Big *% ’ a : - 4 * 4 : : “a p ry ; i774 J > ¥ ays ~~ . " ti f% 1 ' ‘ ae ’ ey 7 vd r ; « ' ’ J . 6 Ally : | i Me = a ~ r ‘ . - : * i | ~~ + é * — ‘ , ° , : beg! Mls 2 | ' - % — * aye ' hs d 7 "Lie , _" , aD eA FO , oe i 12 ‘> (' Le ip f : ty < { a = a 2 (inet ee he? A a te 4 el dt ny « = er | ~~ =. 41s. bs Je a | hewehe 1 whe ee = | = a ae > A wt a 5 a < + me —— = os «*, . fm _ —_ ' ~ * . i : . - ‘ ; m NEW NICK CARTER WEEKLY. front of me as he spoke, and laid violent” borne tothe cabinet, which seemed to Nal “ he = te eH Pm 4 a = ‘ ” | ~~ ‘| a . q a a = a | ~ 7 “ re . * 4 . é ® 4 Pra ~ s ‘ 4 my , a * : * 1 ‘“That is all, Mr. Carter.”’ Se ‘CA very neat fake, I must say,’’ sneered © Billy Silk from the corridor. Nick turned an angry face in the ras- cal’s direction to see something he had = not bargained for. ee At the opening into the main corridor stood Lafarge, while looking over his shoulder with a malicious grin was Pharis Fogg. ‘s The two villains had reached the cel- lar by way of the cabinet ‘‘elevator,’’ and without making any noise. ; Lafarge held a revolver in his hand, and its muzzle was on a line with the de- tective’s forehead. The situation was a | peculiarly perplex- ing one. ) THE WORK OF A FIEND. Pharis Fogg was stooping down to cut Billy Silk’s bonds, when Nick acted. a Unmindful of the pointed pistol, he sprang into the corridor, dodged the bul- 7 let that was aimed at him, and struck La- | farge a blow under the ear that kiock aa hin down. eae Then he turned his attention to Pope: A That individual had cut the cords which | a held Billy Silk’s ankles, and was risiege to his feet, knife in hand, when Nick © bled Be: fetched him a side-winder which dout him up on the hard floor ‘beside his ¢ com~ pamon in crime. aie a As he fell the knife tac from i sg hands unperceived by the detective. me oe Nick was kneeling dowr d , | an a farge, for the purpose of handcuffing him, — when a warning cry from Viola Lar ‘ 7 le a ' made him jump quickly to his feet. .- ES Tae late to save himself. iS — ec over tl => ——- TT. ¥ ot te |