Part 35 (2/2)

Joe Dawson rushed in from the porch, but too late to be of immediate help Officer Hunter had sprawled badly, and Mr Seaton had halted to aid hi, or you'll wish you had--no ti his right hand at his hip pocket

CHAPTER XXIII

HANK BECOMES REALLY TERRIBLE

bump! Whack!

Tom Halstead tried to slam the door shut in his pursuer's face, but one of Dalton's feet barred the closing, then thrust the door open

As Halstead raced into the corridor Anson Dalton was close behind hi a revolver from his pocket

There would have been a shot in another instant Halstead ht have been badly hit

But Hank butts, on duty in the corridor, had heard the cries

As the door was thrust open Hank leaped forward Out froht

There was an instant, only, for action, but young butts was an expert with the weapon he had made his own

His hands flew aloft, then descended, just as Anson Dalton's left foot was thrust forward in his running

”Halt, you----” roared Dalton

Biht, and landed squarely across the left foot of the pursuer Dalton let out a fearful yell, while his revolver fell to the floor There was a flash and a crashi+ng explosion in that confined space; the weapon had been hared

As for Dalton, he swayed dizzily for a few seconds, trying to lift the injured foot Then, with a groan and a burst of ugly language, he sank to the floor

Hank darted in, securing his hitching weight and backing off with it once e of the pistol, Jim Hunter did not stop to reach for his own revolver He leaped through into the corridor, his pocket police club in hand

”There he is, but you won't have to club hi Dalton ”He'll eat out of your hand, noill Anson Dalton”

Pausing only to drop his club to the floor, Jim Hunter whipped out a pair of handcuffs from a cavernous pocket, bent over Dalton, and----

Snap-click! The troublesome enemy of the motor boat boys was not only badly hurt, but a secure prisoner as well

Now, Seaton and the boys gathered about the law's captive