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Tho Fiinal Count" — who takes it ? Carl Petersen ? Bull-Dog Drummond? Or — both? Be sure it is diamond cut diamond to the end. You can trust " Sapper " to sec that ihnr will be no misfire about this fourth act. It just races to a glorious, thundering finale. At thr table of the airship's biilliantly lighted saloon sits That One. At his right, ihr guest or honour, sits That Other. At their feet coil the sinister tubes fitted with the " Rain of Death." " A lnnsi !"..." Don't drink—it's dead. ! " . . . One scoffs- drinks — and dies. Another drinks |