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It was no time for a discussion of motives We ran

across the h the

wood down to the boat-house Far out on the lake we

saw half a dozen rounds

They advanced steadily over the light snow that lay upon

the ice, one htly in advance and evidently the

leader

"It's Morgan!" exclaiuson"

Larry chuckled and slapped his thigh

"Observe that stocky little devil just behind the leader?

He's my friend from Scotland Yard Lads! this

is really an international affair"

"Bates, go back to the house and call at any sign of

attack," I ordered "The sheriff's loose so his forces froan's line," said Larry, "and

the sheriff and his deputy , that we know of on the

other side"

"Warn theested

Stoddard "We don't want to hurt people if

we can help it,"-and at this I went to the end of the

pier Morgan and histheir intentions Most of the ice-hooks

"Morgan," I called, holding up my hands for a truce,

"ish you no harrounds

you do so at your peril"