Helen screamed.
"What's the matter?" cried Chester anxiously.
"I've lost my gun," said the girl. "And here they come in the window!"
"I'm coming!" cried Chester, and started forward.
But another figure beat him. It was the giant form of Ivan.
"You stand here," he said sternly. "Guard both doors and the windows as you value your lives. I'll attend to the others."
He moved toward the shattered door without another word.
"Where are you going?" demanded Chester anxiously.
Ivan disappeared without making reply.
At that moment one of the men who had succeeded in forcing the rear door came dashing through the house. He held his revolver ready, but he didn't see Chester quickly enough. Chester raised his own weapon and took a snapshot. The man threw up both arms and staggered back. Immediately Chester leaped forward and possessed himself of the other's revolver, which he passed to Helen.