Before them standing by the side of the hole in which the buried treasure lay hidden, was the form of the mysterious woman who had played so stirring a part in this tale. With one warning finger outstretched before her she glided forward and placed her form in front of Frank. "Go, vile wretches!" she fiercely cried. "Go and work evil no more to me and mine! May Heaven's vengeance fall upon you both for your many crimes." For an instant Elijah Callister stood regarding her with set teeth and eyes filled with snake-like glittering. As he did so a mist seemed to rise before them, obscuring the woman and the youth, who now held her clasped tightly in his arms, from view. And the light increased. Through the cellar a loud crackling noise was heard as the light increased. One glance behind him explained the sounds. The rubbish which filled the cellar had burst out into a sheet of flame. "It's all up with us, Rube, curses on your folly!" he whispered fiercely, as, grasping by the collar the man who had crouched cowering by his side, he dragged him toward the cellar stairs. "Fire! Fire! Oh! missus! I've dropped the pan! and the hull business is a-burnin' up!" Out from among the burning rubbish sprang a frightened boy. It was Jerry Buck, with every hair standing up in horror, his jacket all ablaze. "Take her through the window, boys!" cried Frank, springing toward the fleeing men. "Save her and save yourselves while I deal with these villains fate has thrown into my hands!" He sprang toward Callister and seized him by the collar of his coat. Too late! With a sudden twist the stock-broker jerked himself free, and leaving the coat in the hands of Frank, had followed Reuben Tisdale up the cellar stairs. To attempt to follow them was useless. A wall of seething flames, bursting forth from the rubbish of years accumulated beneath the stairs, now intervened. Meanwhile, Barney and Sandy had assisted the woman through the open window, gaining a place of safety without, while little Garibaldi was bravely but vainly endeavoring to pull the burning jacket from the back of Jerry Buck that he might be able to escape. All attempt to follow Callister was useless. Frank saw that at a glance. "Let him go," he muttered. "Heaven will deal with him according to his deserts. After all, I cannot harm him, for he is the father of the girl I love." He sprang toward Jerry, and wrapping the coat left in his hands by the fleeing stock broker about him, thus smothering the flames, drew him hastily through the cellar window, Garibaldi, the Italian, following with all possible speed. The mysterious woman, Barney and Sandy stood upon the snow covered ground awaiting them. With a low cry of joy the woman threw herself into Frank Mansfield's arms.