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UNDER HIS THUMB. 193 better to do so. Now I find I am in time to save you from further annoyance and imposition.”’ The dark eyes of Hyjah rested upon the face of George Dyer as he said this, and the young man’s glance fell, while he shrank away from the detec- tive as though in mortal terror. 2 The Hindoo detective continued : “This brave young man loves you so well,’ Miss Brandon, that he is willing to inflict the deepest an- guish upon you in the hope of winning your affection in return. A very brave young man! Shall I allow him to proceed with the infamous falsehood which he had just begun pouring into your ears? Or shall I treat him as he deserves??’’ George Dyer trembled violently as he listened to the sharp denunciation of the detective. But his face flushed with anger and he stepped threaten- ingly toward the Hindoo. ‘‘Have a care what -you say, sir!’’ he exclaimed, his voice husky with rage. ) Hyjah did not stir. But he quietly retorted: “It would be well, young man, if you were a little more cautious. It may be to your advantage not to be too crusty with me. I charge you with falsehood and cowardice. Do you deny the justice of the charge?’’ “I certainly deny it.”’ sore you telling this young lady the truth just now?’ ‘“‘T should have done so had you not interrupted.”’ “No, you would not. You had begun with a lie, and others were on your lips. So don’t repeat them to me, for I shall not submit. You know that Carl Brandon did not shoot Mr. Waldron, or instigate the crime, or even have any knowledge of it beyond that which he may suspect. You know who com- mitted the crime. You are willfully concealing it, and are, therefore, in the sight of the law, a partner in guilt. Therefore I am going to take you in charge.”’ ““No,no! Mercy!’ gasped the young foreman, re- coiling in dismay. “Oh, yes. Although I am not going to arrest you, — Eomicbooks LE (0) m