"What do you want?"
It was the Professor who uttered the word, at the same time receding a
step or two, for the stranger's glance startled him considerably.
"Who are you?" demanded the stranger, shortly.
"It does not concern you."
"Don't it? We'll see about that."
An arm shot forward. The Professor's plug fell to the ground, and the
next instant a red wig was swung aloft in the moonlight.
"Ha! I thought so. You are the man I seek--"
The speaker's words were cut off suddenly.
CHAPTER V.
ELLISTON'S REBUFF.
A mad cry fell from the lips of the Professor when he felt himself
unceremoniously scalped. The next instant his right hand drew forth a
gleaming knife.
"Oh! Ah! MURDER!"
A dark form went backward over the dock; a splash followed, and the
Professor stood alone. He peered into the muddy water to note the fact
that it flowed on calmly as before.
Then Ruggles picked up his hat and wig, and readjusted them on his
head.
"My soul! that was a narrow escape."
At this moment another form was seen approaching, and the Professor,
deeming it prudent to move away, was soon striding from the spot, his
tall form disappearing in the shadows before the third person reached
the edge of the dock.
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