Oscar drew his club, and the men were
so intent upon their scheme of murder they did not mind his approach,
but two raps from his club sent both to the ground, and when they
regained their feet they made off, while our hero sought to learn the
cause of the attack from the party who had been assailed.
The man had staggered up against a railing in front of a house and his
drooping attitude revealed to our hero that he was wounded.
"You are injured," said our hero.
"Yes, the cowards came upon me from behind and plunged their knives into
me."
Oscar approached closer to the man and with a start that almost caused
him to utter an unguarded exclamation he recognized the wounded man as
Alphonse Donetti.
"You had better let me take you to a hospital."
"No, I am much obliged. I will not go to a hospital. I can take care of
myself. If I live you will have saved my life, for they intended to
finish me. I thank you for your intervention. I will be able to reach my
home and will send for a surgeon.
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