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Tn doing this both his hands went up . “tito the air, and he rose to his feet. - Dan stood up too, and only waited un- til the fighting tough had turned about to = aidons of the barkeeper and doortender, When he made another effort to get his _ fingers into Barbet’s pocket. He succeeded, but Barber was making = s uch excited efforts to keep out of the fight and to get across the room and res- cue his hat that Dan was not able to clutch the envelope he wanted, " oA moment later, however,- while the _ Tow was at its hottest, he saw ote chance _ to try again and this time he succeeded. There was only one envelope in Bar- = mers pocket, and Dan, therefore, was cer- x ain that he had got the ri ight article. = Without | at it he thrust it into th e inside pocket ‘of his coat and then Pe aay y withdrew to: a corner of the room She (CHAPTER VI. "= DAN LOSES A LETTER. wae the time Dan got to his corner, the a cme had knocked out most of those 5 oe lad tried to overcome him, and the a) ers, with the exception of the bar- eeper and « joortender, were ; their __ best to get out of nis way. | Tha refore, saw nothing more than a. ae ed of the racket which came about - pick sked Piticaclves up be made a rush tog get her at the tough, gd back at the - derfu pit | ri ess aaar Rare y a Bide wpon the barkeeper’s chest, that knocked the _ Wind out aS mi nent him staggering back against the ba he fell. tt. ’ te 7 ait ee ‘ig ~ ow Pe - e | ah — b : = 3 = as e~ ’ f ™ = 2 j ; ; ™ | i = 3 ~~ = —_ fh _ x. = e ‘_ a ¥ a. 4 _ 7 « : — ’ ’ in -_ , f lr ; F: F } i ii } | 7 - _ . 7 , s ‘ F . - = aul “h ‘ A] ~ ' } » - ae \ NICK CARTER ; sacks dostcader had _ i much of a push in this place, ie zed the edoortender, te ‘‘Come again, when youse hev learned how to handle yer dukes.”’ Then he went out and slammed the door after him. “‘Contound the fellow,’’ exclaimed the doortender, picking up the key. =. Say! asked. the barkeeper, ‘was that Fitzsimmons?’’ ‘‘Fitzsimmons, no!’” replied somebody in disgust ; “don’t youse know Fitz when you see him??? : ‘It wasn’t a question of seein’ that feller,’ returned the barkeeper, ‘‘but of feelin? him.”? ‘“He could hit like a sledge hammer,”? remarked one of the customers, holding a hand to his aching jaw. ‘‘T’m glad he’s gone,’’ said another, sitting down again at a table. “No, youse don’t!’’ exclaimed the -doortender ; “no more loafing in this place to-night.” ‘*Youse wouldn’t turn us out, youse, Billy ?”’ ‘*Rvery mother’s son of youse. * ‘‘Ah, come now——’’ “Clear out. This racket might have . been heard ten blocks. If yotise want a chance to come in here again you’ve to get out now; see!’’ — Most of the men realized that the door- tender meant business and began to go toward the door. “Tt all comes of youse lettin’ blokes in that ain’t known to- youse, Billy,’’ growled the barkeeper. oy “JT tort he was on the level,’’? grum- bled the doortender ; 2 “he Sp oke a and teebly, ep “Guess you looked crgns-cy yed, ‘Billy. dy “Don’t go for to string me, dere’ s too sabeliias & Come, now, get out, everyone of youse. et B ledepase get aut quiet, too,’ r, “but | it's ‘00 | . , m 4 as . | : . a 7 = @ : = 2 * . aa ' * Swe = } ‘ ~ L , ~< , { - ly