CHAPTER XINICK HANDS BACK A RELIC
“Beat them back, boys! It’s only a bluff!” shouted the voice of Leslie Arnold, from somewhere in the middle of the invaders.
“Look out!” bellowed Jefferson. “They’ve got my boy again! Carter, I depend on you!”
This was an unnecessary reminder. Nick had seen at a glance what the trouble was all about, and he hurled himself into the thick of the fighting with a vigor that sent half a dozen men reeling from him on either side.
As the detective thus made a way for himself, using only his fists, Leslie Arnold broke away from two gigantic men in the uniform of Calaman’s guards.
“Lend me a gun, somebody!” shouted Leslie. “They’ve grabbed mine away from me! A rifle, or pistol—anything that will shoot!”
But Nick Carter merely caught the young fellow by the ha
