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A hero and rescuer of lesser experience than Billy Byrne would have rushed melodramatically into the midst of the fray, and in all probability have had his face pushed couys from Twelfth Street were not of the rah-rah-boy type of hoodlum --they were badin the shadows until he was quite close to theathered up a cute little granite paving block, than which there is nothing in the world harder, not even a Twelfth Street skull He was quite close now to one of thethe officer's club to such excellent disadvantage to the officer --and then he raised the paving block only to lower it silently and suddenly upon the back of that unsuspecting head --"and then there were two"

Before the man's companions realized what had happened Billy had possessed hi, staggering blow across the eyes Then nuun and fired point-blank at Billy The bullet tore through the anized and nervously inclined anized nor nervously inclined, so that about the only immediate effect it had upon him was to make him mad--before he had been but peeved--peeved at the rank crust that had permitted these cheap-skates frohly aroused, Billy was a wonder Fro line of burly ancestors he had inherited the physique of a prize bull Froht, always unfairly, so that he knew all the tricks of street fighting During the past year there had been added to Billy's natural fighting ability and instinct a knowledge of the scientific end of the sport The result was soink from Twelfth Street

Before he knehether his shot had killed Billy his gun had been wrenched froranite with a hand as hard as the paving block scra his facial attractions beyond hope of recall

By this tiered to his feet, and most opportunely at that, for theLasky proun that he had been unable to drahen first attacked, then he turned to assist Billy But it was not Billy who needed assistance--it was the gentleed Billy from his prey