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There was a sound of coming feet,
and Norton grew desperate. He
sprang from the pavement and ran
across the street.
"Hold !" said voice, as his feet
touched the opposite pavement, and
hand was laid on his shoulder. He
turned upon the man who held him
and struck at him with dirk. The
keen blade entered the detainer's arm
but he held on with wise like grasp
until, growing faint from loss Of blood,
he relaxed his hold and Norton fled
as two policemen came running up.
They kept straight on after Norton,
calling on him to halt, fired at him,
but still he ran on unframed.
"Confound the mani" said one of
the pursuers, 81 can't kill him; the
devil takes care of his own"
"By this time Norton reached a
street leading to the right. Hesprang
into this street and stopped suddenly
in the shadow of house, pressing
close against a wall. The men fol-
lowed and passed him; then he sprang
out and ran back the way he had
come, turned down a dark alley and
entered a house.
"Wanted to catch me a little too
quick" he said, as he slowly wended
his way up several flights of steps.
Meanwhile the man whom Norton
had wounded tainted on the pave
ment from loss of blood, and was
picked up by the Irishman, who was
in reality Frank Clifton.
During the day Frye had found out
that the men were again seen in
Avine avenue, and had formed a plan
for their capture. The little apple
boy and boot-black had proved in
valuable, for it was he who saw the
men.
Frank Clifton was to disguise him
self and saunter around in case he
met with the men he was to detain
them in some way, until little Julius
Jones, who was watching him, could
reach some of the men on watch, and
bring them up.
Bernard was to keep in hearing to
aid in the watch, and render any as
sistance needed. Frye's orders were
to take the man alive if possible, and
fearing the temper of Bernard and
Clifton, he allowed neither of them
weapons.
The plan had, in part, worked
well, but finally failed, as we have
shown.
When Norton ran across the street,
Clifton did not follow, but fastened
on to meet the police, leaving Ber-
nard to quietly follow Norton, as he
should have done. But when Nor.
ton sprang on the. pavement, Der.
nard, supposing the police at hand,
grappled with him, and the result
was as we have shown.
Frank Clifton was in a maze. The
note puzzled him. "What of it? II
was evidently thrown from the carri
age which passed him on the street
: Could May have been in that carri
age? Impossible! He had seen thai
same carriage time and again, in fact
every day since he had been in the
city, and it always had but one occu.
pant, very old lady. These thoughts
: passed through his mind ashe entered
his room at the hotel and lay down
to rest after the attempt to capture
Norton. Yet why these thoughts
What could it matter to him if she
were in the city or not. She was moth
, ing to him-would never be ; for die
she not love another? Had he no
seen the handsome artist place thu
ring upon the small white hand
She was nothing to him, he had NJ
word to say, save to tell his heart it
idol was shattered forever. If she
was in the city he would not see her
; Why should he nourish a pain which
perhaps might find relief in absence
and its companion, forgetfulness?
The next day he called on his riva
to ascertain the extent of his injuries
He came in unannounced. Bernard
lay upon lounge asleep. Clifton
would not waken him, but sat look
ing at the fine broad brow Of thu
handsome artist at the white cheek
upon which lay the jetty lashes; a
the small hand and foot, and at thu
clustering mass of raven hair. Thu
face was perfect. Intellect, genius
enthusiasm and true nobility Of sou