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ee ee 6) ee og 4 4 — r 7 — 2 79 J Wie ~ \. = Ss: . . et ston 4 . Bt at es "ye! . mS . Mi 6 eR sons” ov sromery. bate Iola Ni CHAPTER XIII. HOW IT ENDED, THe Meckers had hardly departed, when Miriam saw, from her window, the boy called Tommy Perkins, emerging from the woods and advancing at a quick pace across the open space in front of the house, with a rifle thrown across his arm. He was whistling loudly, and appeared to take pains to make his coming known to the younger Meeker, who had been left in charge. That worthy seized his rifle and ran out to see who made the noise, but was reassured by the sight, though far from pleased that the boy was here. He came up with his usual free and easy swagger, and answered young Meeker’s ‘inquiries by saying that he had been sent by Captain Dave with a message to Guy Johnson. “Does Dave Connor know what Guy Johnson is doing ?” demanded John Meeker. | * No, he don’t,” replied Tommy. “ And what’s more to the point, he’d better not know, or he will raise universal hob about it. He thinks a good deal of his pritty sister, and stands to reason he should.” | “ How did you find out where we were ied ?” “Followed the jumper. The track is as plain as the nose on your face.” “Well, what is your message ?” “Bend nearer and I will tell you. I don’t want the girl to hear.” 2 John bent his head, and the boy struck him a stunning blow upon the temple with the butt of a pistol, which brought him to his knee. The blow was repeated with a power that was hardly to be expected from so slight. a fraine, und ~he bulky Tory measured his length upon the sod. From some whim of his own, the boy ae carried about with’ him the manacles which had beén “ presented” to him by Sir John, upon the occasion of his first visit to the Hall. Bending over the prostrate man, he brought his wrists together, and CONNIE DOOKS.COmal