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Newton Strange, struggling with the dog Scrapper, whose 

 teeth were fixed in his throat, while his right hand, 

 in which was a revolver, was firmly held by Ethel's two 

 little white ones. " Quick ! " she cried, " he'll shoot 

 Scrapper ! " 



On the floor lay a bag which had been upset in the 

 struggle, and from it had fallen rings, bracelets, watches, 

 and other jewels, while a long cord was attached to the 

 handle. 



One glance told all. Just as the foremost of the party 

 dashed into the room, the struggling group SAvayed and fell 

 with a crash to the ground, the sound of a revolver shot 

 rang through the apartments, and when the smoke had 

 cleared away. Scrapper was seen standing over the prostrate 

 form of the man. With a look of pride he turned on the 

 party, gazed round the room, and then with a long-drawn 

 howl flung himself on the motionless form of his young 

 mistress. 



The rest is soon told. " Flash William " had been so 

 mauled that some little time elapsed before he could be 

 brought before the magistrates; when he was well enough 

 to appear he was committed for trial for having been 

 concerned in no less than five burglaries, he being the head 

 and moving spirit in one of the most daring gangs in 

 the country. He was eventually tried, found guilty, and 

 sentenced to a long term of penal ser^dtude, his accomplice 

 Drake and the other men being committed to various terms 

 of imprisonment. Ethel Lawson had only fainted, but it 

 was some time before Scrapper would allow anyone to 

 touch her ; then he followed Frank, who carried the light 

 little burden to her own room, and there he sat, allowing 

 no one to approach her except the girl's own maid. A 

 crimson stream was trickling down the white satin dress, 

 but it was found that the bullet had only grazed the girl's 



