CORRIGAN MAKES A MOVE
Both Jack and Mont had had surprising adventures in plenty, but both of them agreed that none of them equaled the present one.
The noise in the room prevented Corrigan from hearing their entrance, and it was not until Jack's strong hand grasped his arm that he realized the sudden intrusion, and let go his hold upon Deb.
As for the poor girl, she was too exhausted to speak, but with a glad look of recognition, sank back in a faint, supported by Mont, who sprang forward to prevent her from falling to the floor.
"You miserable coward!" exclaimed the young machinist, his blood boiling at a fever heat. "What do you mean by holding my sister in this way?"
With a strong push of his powerful arm he sent the man flying into a corner. It was lucky that he had no weapon in his hands, or Corrigan's career might have received a severe set back.
WITH A STRONG PUSH OF HIS POWERFUL ARM, HE SENT THE MAN FLYING INTO A CORNER.
"Are you hurt?" asked Mont of Deb, as the girl presently opened her eyes, and gave a little gasp.
"I--I think not," she replied, slowly. "Oh, how glad I am that both of you came when you did!"