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THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. 187 of sinking his teeth in his throat, and startled by the presence of so many people glared about him. The dacoits seemed horror-stricken and made no move to save their leader. They were afraid to fire, for they were just as likely to hit the man as the panther. “ Serves him right,” hissed Bolton. TI hope the brute will strangle him.” McGore stood by holding a rope with a running noose, but made no attempt to use it. ‘¢ Hand me the rope,” said Forbes. He snatched it from Mike’s hand and sprang forward. The panther sunk his claws deeper into his victim’s shoulder and raised his head witha snarl of protest. Regardless of danger, Forbes sprang to his very side, and with a dexterous movement dropped the noose over his head. Bolton and McGore held the other end, and with a strong pull they jerked the half strangled brute far out into the court. One of the savages ran up with a net and the beast was soon tangled hopelessly in its meshes, while a low murmurof approval burst from the foe in recognition of Forbes’s daring. The dacoit pulled himself slowly to his feet. Impelled by an irresistible curiosity Forbes picked up the lantern and strode up to him. The light’s gleam shone on the faces of both. “ Dalo!” “Sahib Forbes!” They cried out with one voice, and in mutual as: COLUM 1OOO SS co