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"Pull your other gun--be ready," said he, swiftly "But don't you

shoot once till I go down!Then do your bestSave the last

bullet for Joan--in case--"

"I promise," replied Cleve, steadily

Then Kells drew a knife froht blade Joan had seen him use it many a time round the ca the haft of the

knife in his hand He did not speak another word Nor did he glance

at Joan again She had felt his gaze while she had embraced him, as

she raised her lips That look had been his last Then he went out

Ji between post and curtain

Joan staggered to the chink between the logs She would see that

fight if it froze her blood--the very ame Not a dark face looked up

as Kells sauntered toward the table Gulden sat with his back to the

door There was a shaft of sunlight strea a shadow over the bent heads of the gaold! Still no one paid

any attention to Kells

He stepped closer Suddenly he leaped into swift and terrible

violence Then with a lunge he drove the knife into Gulden's burly

neck

Up heaved the giant, histable and benches

and ely distorted and split, burst froun in each hand, but only the