CHAPTER VI
Mrs. Fairbanks' visitor
It seemed to Ralph that his eyes closed tight shut for half a minute, and then came open as wide as ever.
He did not believe he lost consciousness for more than thirty seconds. That, however, was time enough for his mysterious assailant to make himself scarce.
Ralph got to his feet, quite shaken. His hand went to the side of his head involuntarily. His left cheek was scraped and full of splinters, though not bleeding. A big lump was rising in front of one ear.
On the ground lay the club that had dealt Ralph the blow. He moved it with his foot to find it heavy, as if made of hard wood.
"Why, the fellow might have killed me had he struck a little harder," said Ralph seriously. "Who was he? It must be that he knows me, for he spoke my name."
There was a hydrant in the center of a platform space near by. Ralph went over to this and
