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“ 110 THE PRAIRIE DETECTIVE. # _ ' which would in all probability detain him several) hours, what would Ryan and Dan think had become of him? | | He remembered that he was on probation with them, and a prolonged absence might lead them to the supposition that he had deserted them. He had already spent fully four hours away from the camp, and any further delay might provoke hard feelings against him. Still, if he put off this opportunity he might lose forever the chance to save her; for, while he was going back to his companions, the robbers, equally intent upon finding her, might head him off successfully. | Robinson’s hesitation was but momentary. The danger to which the young woman was exposed, overbalanced every other emotion‘ in his mind, and he pushed rapidly forward giving no further thought to the friends he had left behind. As soon as Vixen had become convinced that he was fairly upon the trail, with the intention of fol- lowing it to the end, she gave him a reassuring look, and then started ahead with renewed speed. He followed as fast as he could, but the animal gained upon him at every step, and was soon out of sight. Still he did not give up the pursuit. In fact he hurried on faster than before, because he thought he recognized in her haste an indication that he, too, ought to get along as rapidly as possible. In about an hour anda half he dashed through the trees into a little opening in the forest, just in time to find Esther with her arms about the faithful — wild-cat, close beside the spot where the snake was writhing in the last throes of dissolution. When her eyes first met his, she was frightened more than she had been before, if possible. She << comicboo Ss: