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Her voice was cal in it The revolver in her hand was held steadily It was a sli And behind it were the girl's eyes, pools of fla them now, shocked to speechlessness Automatically they seemed to obey her coriht at Pelly's heart

"You have the key," she said "Unlock the cell!" Felly fumbled and produced the key She watched him closely Then suddenly the special constable dropped his arh "A pretty trick," he said, "but the bluff won't work!"

"Oh, but it will!" caun was shifted to hiers touched his revolver holster With half-s lips, Marette's eyes blazed at him

"Please put up your hands," she coripped the butt of his gun Kent, holding his breath, saw the al of Pelly's arms over his head Another moment and he, too, would have called the bluff if it were that But that irl's revolver leaped forth a sudden spurt of sainst the cell bars, caught hiing limp and useless at his side He had not made a sound, but his face isted in pain

"Open the cell door!"

A second tiht at Pelly's heart The half-sirl's lips now Her eyes blazed a deeper fire She was breathing quickly, and she leaned a little toward Pelly, repeating her command The words were partly drowned in a sudden crash of thunder But Pelly understood He saw her lips form the words, and half heard, "Open the door, or I shall kill you!"

He no longer hesitated The key grated in the lock, and Kent hi out He was quick to see and seize upon opportunity and swift to act The astounding audacity of the girl's ruse, her clever acting in feigning horror to line the guards up at the cell door and the thrilling decisiveness hich she had used the little black gun in her hand set every drop of blood in his body afire No sooner was he outside his cell than he was the old Ji man He whipped Carter's auto Pelly and the special constable, relieved theuns Behind him he heard Marette's voice, calm and triumphant, "Lock them in the cell, Mr Kent!"