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62 UNDER HIS THUMB. -Croly bounded in pursuit. Reaching the corner, he was in time to see the fu- gitive pass around another, this time turning into an alley. The detective quickened his pace, fearing to lose sight of Brandon altogether. Then, as ill-luck would have it, he was halted by a policeman. “Out of my way, you idiot!’’ Croly breathlessly ex- claimed. He would have pushed the officer aside and con- tinued his chase without a word of explanation, but for the probability of being halted again farther on. ‘“What’s your hurry?’’ the policeman demanded. ‘‘Look, and be satisfied,’’? Croly returned. He gave the policeman a single glimpse of his | badge; the officer gave a grunt of surprise, and the detective was off again like a rocket. In through the alley he dashed at a furious pace. Toagain lose his man after all his weary search and patient waiting was a result not to be desired. Croly ran as he never ran before. And he was presently rewarded by seeing the. shadowy figure of the fugitive but a short distance ahead. At the same time he became conscious of a start- ling fact. Some one else was running upon the other side- ~walk—some one who could run as swiftly as the de- tective. The latter caught a glimpse now and then of this — mysterious stranger, who seemed also to be in pur- suit of the vagabond. The strange pursuer was tall, and wore a sloged hat, the same whom Croly had observed skulking away from the door-way an hour before. comicbooks.co