A GHASTLY TRUTH

Ere I could recover myself or utter a word, the pair dashed towards

me, seized my hands deftly and secured them behind the chair.

"What do you mean by this, you infernal blackguards!" I cried angrily.

"Release me!"

They only grinned in triumph. I struggled to free my right hand, in

order to get at my revolver. But it was held far too securely.

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