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Rh softened into a rather shamefaced grin as he realised that two pistols were pointed at his head.

"Well, well!" said he, coolly, as he scrambled to the surface. "I guess you have been one too many for me, Mr. Holmes. Saw through my game, I suppose, and played me for a sucker from the first. Well, sir, I hand it to you; you have me beat and"

In an instant he had whisked out a revolver from his breast and had fired two shots. I felt a sudden hot sear as if a red