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"I'll not ferget," said Billy

"Good-bye, Byrne," whispered Theriere "Take good care of Miss Harding"

"Good-bye, old pal," said thetears rolled down the cheeks of "de toughest guy on de Wes' Side"

Barbara Harding stepped to Theriere's side

"Good-bye, my friend," she said "God will reward you for your friendship, your bravery, and your devotion There must be a special honor roll in heaven for such noble men as you" Theriere smiled sadly

"Byrne will tell you all," he said, "except who I ae, irl, "that you would like to have h thinking

"My name," he said, "is Henri Theriere I ae, Miss Harding, other than you see fit to deliver to my relatives They lived in Paris the last I heard of them--my brother, Jacques, was a deputy"

His voice had becouish his words He gasped once or twice, and then tried to speak again Barbara leaned closer, her ear alainst his lips

"Good-bye--dear" The words were almost inaudible, and then the body stiffened with a little convulsive tremor, and Henri Theriere, Count de Cadenet, passed over into the keeping of his noble ancestors

"He's gone!" whispered the girl, dry-eyed but suffering She had not loved this man, she realized, but she had learned to think of him as her one true friend in their little world of scoundrels and murderers She had cared for hiht have co of the sea of the scoundrelly duplicity that had ht of hiht, for whatever Henri Theriere ht have been in the past the last few days of his life had revealed him in the true colors that birth and nature had intended hih a brilliant career In his death he had atoned for many sins

And in those last few days he had transferred, all unknown to hientility and chivalry that were his birthright, for, unrealizing, Billy Byrne was patterning himself after the man he had hated and had come to love