“She is not dead, Benson,” cried Nathans; “come, we will finish her with this,” and he waved a revolver over his head.
But when they turned into the library they came face to face with Tom Cooper.
He wrenched the revolver from the Jew’s hand, but Benson drew another.
“You think that you can save her, fool; you shall both go to the Kingdom Come. Now then——”
But Arkwright was there. He put out his hand and drew the weapon from Benson.
“I am here,” said he quietly.
“Oh, Tom, they tried to kill me,” cried the girl, clinging to her lover, “and I heard them say that they put the jewels in your bundle the night you were arrested.”
“It’s a lie,” growled the Jew.
“A deuced lie,” repeated Benson.
“No, ’taint, mister,” said a voice, and Jim Farren wriggled out from behind a large rack where he had crawled when he saw the white figure fall out upon him. He thought that a ghost was in the house.