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" "That's not my way of doing business," said Merry, as he carried the Mexican lad to a place of safety and sat holding him in his arms until the ambulance came. Fire engines shrieked and roared their mad way to the scene of the conflagration. The firemen hastened with their work, but the building was doomed. When Jalisco had been removed in the ambulance, Merry sought for Bronson, and finally found him. "Did you get Lazaro?" he asked. "Couldn't find the fellow," was the regretful answer. "In that mad turmoil it was impossible to do a thing." "I wonder what has become of him?" said Frank. "There is your answer!" shouted Bruce Browning, clutching Merry's arm with one hand and pointing with the other to one of the upper windows of the doomed tenement. A man appeared in that window. Behind him was a glare of fire, and the red light showed the man distinctly. His hair was white as the driven snow. For a moment it seemed that the man contemplated leaping. Those below shouted for him to wait, and the firemen hastened with a ladder. He was seen to turn and shade his face from the heat with his lifted arm. Then he disappeared from the window. Barely had this occurred when some of the inner portions of the building fell and the flames poured forth from a score of windows. Within thirty seconds the whole place was a roaring furnace. "That's the last of Alvarez Lazaro!" said Bart Hodge, who had escaped serious injury and was watching in company with Browning and Merriwell. "His murderous plotting is finished. He'll never trouble you again, Frank." CHAPTER XXV. THE PATIENT AND THE VISITOR. In a private ward of a New York City hospital lay Felipe Jalisco so hidden with bandages that scarcely more than his eyes could be seen. The patient's hands and wrists were likewise hidden by bandages. The door of the room opened gently, and a white-gowned, white-capped, soft-footed nurse stepped in. "A visitor to see you," she said, in a low tone. She was followed at once by Frank Merriwell, who stepped quickly to the side of the cot, a look of deep sympathy and regret in his brown eyes as he gazed down at the patient. The dark eyes that looked back at him seemed filled with wonderment and surprise. Stooping over the cot, Merriwell spoke in his gentlest tones. "How are you, my poor boy?" he said. "They would not let me see you before, saying it was best that you should be quiet and unexcite
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