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96° THE GIRL TRAILER. “T’ve got you,” he hissed, “ and now you ar’ in my power. I remember how you insulted me— What the scoundrel meant to say, can never be known, for at this moment he felt the cold barrel of a pistol pressed against his temple, while a voice whispered at his ear— “ Down on your knees!” The brute dropped as if stricken down by a thunderbolt, and immediately after his arms were drawn back and tied at the elbows. “Lie down!” cried the same voice. The scoundrel obeyed and ‘his feet were as securely bound. Then the light ofa “ dark-lantern”’ shone upon the scene and he saw Garry Forsythe bending over him. “You!” cried Maud. “Hush!” replied Garry, lifting his hand. “ Remember that Iam Jennie’s cousin, and do this for her sake,” “Yer a traitor!” shrieked Buck HEACAT: “Wait till the capv’in knows it.” »“ The captain will have enough to i to guard Lis own head from the bolt which threatens to fall upon it. Hark! As I live, the Vigilantes are already.in the swamp. Stay where you are, Maud, and I will join you in a moment,” He rushed away in the gloom and-was absent ten minutes. Then the pattering of coming feet was heard and half a dozen men joined them, with Garry at their head, “ There she is, safe and sound,” cried the boy, . Tell me that I am a traitor now, if you dare.” With a cry of joy, Maud threw herself into the énonden arms of her father, while Wallace caught. the hand of Garry and pressed it warmly. “T have wronged you, in my heart,” he said. .“ The best atonement a man can make for a wrong is to acknowledge it, ~ and that is all I can do.” ) “TI forgive you,” cried Garry, in a low voice. ‘ But, let us not waste time, for if we move on quickly, we can take the Secret Brothers unawares.” The band of Vigilantes trooped on under the bending boughs. Four men, silently designated by the motion of Jess ‘Turner’s hand, remained with Buck Bracer. One of them took a lariat which was wound about his waist, made. Conmicloooks. conn