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"About Ditson. I never liked his
evasive ways. Neither did my chum.
Humph! I fancy after this you'll
value tried and true friends like him,
instead of picking up -with a smug
gler." "A smuggler?" repeated Minna,
,-. illitlB JUSt W licit JLUISUU US. A
w regular member of the Black Ribbon
gang, down at Bottle Point"
For a moment Minna's face
whitenened, then confidence and loy
alty came back into her eyes.
"Nonsense!" she said simply.
"Is it?" retorted Harold, viciously.
'Til show you. I'll have him arrested
the next time he sets his foot on
"You dare!" flared up his sister.
"Do you think I would believe such a
thing as you intimate against a true
gentleman who saved my life, and
who has the confidence and respect
of our father and mother? You
have never liked Mr. Ditson, and this
is some plot of yours, because of
your preference for that chum of
"It's true, just the same," persisted
Harold, angrily. "I tracked him down.1
I saw him meet a regular rough crew
of the fellows who are making the
revenue service people so much trou
ble, smuggling goods over here
across the Canadian border. He acted
cheek by jowl with them. Went off
with them in their boat I've told
the revenue people about it. They're
going off after the gang tomorrow."
"You will have to prove more than
you tell before you make me believe
that Mr. Ditson is anything but a
true, honorable gentleman," said
"All right. Wait a day or two and
see!" vaunted Harold.
Minna tried to be steadfast in her
faith in young Ditson, but the intelli
gence she had received made her un
easy. Perhaps there was some dark
plot against Ditson, she reflected.
Her brother and his chum, she felt
assured, were equal to that She j
wrote a brief note to Rolf e, addressed
to his hotel In the next town, warning
him that enemies' were seeking to
get him into trouble.
Rolfe did not get the note for he
was away with the smugglers, In
truth and verity! If Minna could
have seen him the next evening
shortly after dark at a cave on the
lake that was a headquarters for the
smugglers, she would have shudder
ed. He seemed to be one of the griz
zled rough looking crew who were
awaiting the arrival of a skiff carry
ing confrabrand goods from the
Rolfe sat on an upturned keg just
within the cave, when he was in
tensely startled. . One of the band
came into view, forcing before him a
"I found him spying on us," the
smuggler explained. ''In his pocket
I found a note showing that he has
put the revenue officers on to our
"Settle him!" hoarsely commanded
the leader of the crowd. "Here-you"
to the captor and to Rolfe "take
him over beyond the rocks yonder
and settle him."
"Her brother!" breathed Rolfe, as
he recognized Harold Graves.
Harbld was the worse for a severe
struggle, and did not notice Rolfe,
who with his captor started to obey
the orders of the smuggler chief.
"This will do," said Rolfe's smug
gler companion, as they got out of
sight of the cave. '"Join in, mate, and
help finish him," and he drew his re
volver. "Run for your life!" whispered
Rolfe quickly in the ear of the start
led Harold Graves.
In that flashing second the latter
recognized Rolfe. He 'uttered a cry
of profound amazement, but was
quick to avail himself of the offered
opportunity for escape.
He saw Rolfe strike the leveled
revolver from the hand of the smug
gler. He saw the latter grapple with
Rolfe. There were loud cries for