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46 . FOGHORN PHIL. plunge in a manner that endangered the lives of the mai dens. But with great presence of mind, De Ramee reached over and caught Pauline’s horse by the reins and checked its flight; then spurring alongside of Josie’s animal, he stayed its flight in a similar manner. “ Well done, Mr. De Ramee,” cried Pauline, in a tone of no little excitement. “Thanks for the compliment, Miss Afton,’ -replied de Ramee. “ We could ill afford to have a runaway now,” “Tt was quite « scare, I assure you,” said Josie, With an air ofrelief ; “and to Mr. De Ramee we are indebted for his prompt action.” “ Not at all, Miss Markham ; your brother intrusted you both to my care, and I assure you, it affords me great pleas- ure to be enabled to serve you,’ replied the young gal- lant. “ We were fortunate in having been intrusted to you companionship, Mr. De Ramee,” replied Pauline, her dark eyes sparkling with joy. At this juncture the trio reached the edge of the timber, and, as a matter of course, the maidens expected to stop, but De Ramee, who still held the reins of both animals, said: * We had better not stop here, ladies,’ and with a word of two sharply spoken to the thre? Lorses, they dashed into the timber. “T thought we were to stop here, Mr. De Ramee.” suid Pauline, a tinge of disappointment in her voice. | De Ramee made no reply, hut a faint smile, that sent é chill to the hearts of the girls, swept over his face. His whole aspect seemed suddenly transformed; his features as sumed a hard, cruel expression, while his eyes grew dull and furtive, as if from the consciousness of guilt. A sudden thought flashed into Pauline’s quick, perceptiv mind, the instant she saw this change in the man’s features No words could have stung her deeper to the heart tha those looks. Atl the indignities of ber woman nature wer aroused, and as her face grew a shade paler, and her dar eyes flashed with a wild fire, she said . “Mr. De Ramee, I protest against your taking us further and I beg you will release my horse’s reins!” + comiclbooks.conm