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"You've saved yourself, Mr Gordon This is the sacred room Here the Princess of the Rio Chairl until she went away to school She slept in that very bed Down on your knees, sir, and worship at the shrine"

He ht scorn of her banter Yet so of having come into more intiht of that plain little bed went to the source of his emotions How own and offered up her pure prayers to the God she worshiped!

He ood-byes soon after their return to Mrs Underwood Dick was a long way from a sentimentalist, but he wanted to be alone and adjust his ht by her childhood hoht As he walked toward the hotel he could see nothing of the escort that had been his during the past few days He wondered if perhaps they had got tired of shadowing hishad on both sides of it a row of big cottonwoods, whose branches met in an arch above Dick, with that instinct for safety which every man-hunter has learned, walked down the n of an ambush

TwoSuddenly a knife flashed, and one of the un and plunged straight for the assailant, who had stooped as if to strike again the prostrate man The rescuer stumbled over a taut rope and at the same moment a swarm ofhands Gordon knew that he was the victim of a ruse

He had lost his revolver in the fall With clenched fists he struck hard and sure They swarot in each other's way Noas down, now up again They swayed to and fro in a huddle, as does a black bear surrounded by a pack of dogs Still the man at the heart of the ain Men went down and were trodden under foot, but he reeled on, stu hard and sure with all the strength that ood clean years in the open had stored within hiain out of the storered forward, bleeding, exhausted, feeling nothing of the blows, seeing only the distorted faces that snarled on every side of him