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BB BLACK ARROW, THE AVENGER. 2% Why-don't you open tlie door, Marty G0 Tel) . “1 ain't ‘ashumed to tell You, cap'ny that eine Than etic! searea” 1) Seared |. oWhat'on/eartivare yolafrald of 7 | > “om Te@idn’t sound. like ‘@ dog, as‘lyou’ said. Tlie’ soratedia’ ‘wis too high up, andthe moanin’ was ondirth}y, «Iv! Ain't ‘@ deg, and. it: scat be rll Eve ‘a tiotion that ne he emis «iiod (oul Tigesd Si! 1 Vourtnnteetableotéod tT Wi Riisettemetaslte ae was a gliost; it coulttn't liurt yet) Open tlie door !” . “ Thar it is agp Pi rephed the ‘man, as he drew: back with > from a J 3G 08 tes19!ai Jn9TY Io 4 Pau: ‘Trader joanpoa up Widh'w savage oad, stepped to the aca “threw ‘it wide open Ns he did’ so, he! ternea deathly mae 9 a hack con age ‘the middle of nile oe witnsiat ef beonuogas bas . 1 seid ai exw : Phexdoor ws hisgsbatea elnowlae nual delannae ‘a fire of logs was blazing, illuminating the interior of the ‘cabin. | As the’ ddor was opened; ‘the light fellupon 'w strange . and terrible figure standing in the door way=a otal and: ‘ath. Jetic man) cosrsely elaid, ‘pale and’ bloody. © His Headowas éov-. ‘ered with Yong’ bhick-hair, except at the crown, wliere’ it: wis raw and bleeding. ‘Tiere: were streaks of blodd On his “fave, and’ patches of blood Yow “his hands; with’ ‘one of Whiédh’ he pointed at his head, dnd the ‘other “he Racsenttet fikoogty ‘the doorway, uttering alow modning cry): ©! | | fa r On Ben ‘Blood !” exclaimed Roder, ia'a boars whisper, 88 He a batk. >) « fayot ey jen’ sii iu! WHOA BH eBW oT ‘¥y a“ “HH tb ghout™ réptied: Mest Slompsor, ti thé sane toine;” ety others «tood aghast and silent, some ‘covering: cise faces with their hands, and oes RR bree ind “at Ge fearful sight. “191 24 boilgoi Pa uectghehodbrway,: ital! ¢ od I ered “ Give it to him,” Whlsnends St. ese but ee stirred. “TI want my scalp,” repeated the figure. “ My head is'edld.” (ooPie ‘men shuddered, and were ‘silent. “At‘dast. Roder, who Was nearest the door, sunimened up courage to give the Goor ‘@ pash, aie act Bde marptnoe felt Agure; and Mart Simpadn instantly barred it. ’ neg mie teil 1006 It was some momenta tt eats AM: ‘Were Conmiclboooks.conn * g