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The lad struggled to his feet and, crossing to the window, fumbled the shutter into place, his ghastly face turning and turning toward the revolver that glittered in such deadly fashion in Mr. Ravenslee's steady hand. At length, the shutters barred, the boy turned, and moistening dry lips, spoke hoarsely and with apparent effort. "Oh, mister don't go for to croak a guy as as ain't done nothing!"

Then, like a flash, his long arm shot out, but in that same instant, Ravenslee, timing the blow to a fraction, moved slightly, and the Spider's knuckles bruised themselves against the wall at the precise moment that Ravenslee's open hand flipped lightly on the side of the Spider's square, lean jaw.

Something of all this was in Geoffrey Ravenslee's mind as he climbed the dingy, interminable stair behind Spike, who presently halted to get his wind and whisper: "It ain't much further now, Geoff, only another two flights and " He stopped suddenly to listen, and from the landing above a sound reached them, a sound soft but unmistakable a woman's muffled sobbing.

"There was me an' Bud an' a guy they call Heine we'd been to a rube boxin' match up th' river. An' as we come along, Heine says: 'If I was in th' second-story-lay there's millionaire Ravenslee's wigwam waitin' t' be cracked, an' he pointed out your swell place among th' trees in th' moonlight. Then Bud says: 'You ain't got th' nerve, Heine.

I have watched you grow strong and well again, I've seen the love in your eyes, and I've yearned to be to you all you would have me, but because of this shadow I dare not. Ah, God, how can I be wife to you when let this answer for me." And she placed in Ravenslee's hand a coat button whereto a piece of cloth adhered.

The b'y'll get drunk an' lose his job like he did last time." "Why, then, he mustn't find Arthur alone." "And who's t' stop him?" "Mr. Geoffrey, you're big an' strong, but M'Ginnis is stronger and yet " Mrs. Trapes ran a speculative eye over Ravenslee's lounging form. "H'm!" said she musingly, "but even if you did happen to lick him, what about th' gang?" "Echo, Mrs.

Finlay opened a drawer, and turning, placed in Ravenslee's hand a heavy gold ring curiously wrought into the form of two hands clasping each other. "It was my Maggie's," continued Martin, "an' I guess she valleyed it a whole lot, sorr. I found it hid away with odds and ends as she treasured. But she don't want it no more she's dead, ye see, sorr I killed her drowned, sorr I drowned her.

"Why, Geoff," he cried gladly, "I thought you wasn't coming. Say, what you got there?" he enquired, for Ravenslee's arms were filled with sundry packages and parcels. "Come and see!" said Ravenslee mysteriously. "Catch this one before I drop it!" "Why hello," said Spike, sniffing at the package in question as he led the way into the parlour, "it smells good!

Twice Ravenslee's fist shoots out and twice is blocked by Joe's open glove, and once he ducks a vicious swing and lands a half-arm jolt that makes Joe grin and stagger, whereat the Old Un, standing upon his chair, hugs himself in an ecstasy, and forgetful of such small matters as five-dollar bills, urges, prays, beseeches, and implores the Guv to "wallop the blighter on the p'int, to stab 'im on the mark, and to jolt 'im in the kidney-pit."

Geoff, are ye crazy? What about Bud M'Ginnis?" "M'Ginnis, my Arthur? Oh, Bud M'Ginnis may be hush! Straighten the cloth yonder, Spike; she's coming at last, by Heaven!" "Oh!" said Hermione, as she caught sight of Ravenslee's tall figure, "you've come then, Mr. Geoffrey? I've been hoping and praying you wouldn't!