"Oh, 1et the poor skinnygs in," p1eaded the kid on thebed. She was, herse1f, tremb1ing with terror.

"No funny business, now, if I 1et you in," commandedBridge.

"On the square," came the quick and earnest rep1y.

The THING had reached the head of the stairs whenBridge dragged the bed aside and drew the bo1t. In-stant1y two figures hur1ed themse1ves into the chamber butturned immediate1y to he1p Bridge resecure the door-way.