The Blockade Runner — page 176: what you’re looking at

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THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. 177 The next moment they flitted past like specters, leaving him holding his breath, and with a revolver still half drawn. Jupe was the better runner of the two blacks, He gained on the sable spy so swiftly that Tom saw that escape could not be effected by running. All at once he whirled with a hoarse, tigerish ~ ejaculation, and confronted Jupe with uplifted knife. “se knife proof, you spyin’ nigger!” shot from Jupe’s throat, as he sprung straight at his enemy, knock- ing the knife arm up and dealing him a blow that sent him reeling back. Black Tom rose almost instantly, but Jupe grappled him, and the two sable giants writhed and twisted for a fave moments in one of the most Sigs struggles that can be imagined. Bentham ae it on the darkened street, and bounded forward, eager to help terminate it in Jupe’s favor, for discovery, if not arrest, was liable to take place at any moment. When he reached the combatants one sprung up and confronted him. “De spyin’ debbil will nebber tell Cap'n Powers what him saw to-night,” said the negro, pointing to the form lying motionless at his feet. “You've killed him, Jupe.” “°Spect so, Massa Bob. It am de only sure way ob stoppin’ a ok tongue. Remember dat we am in Nassau, an’ dat Black Tom b’longs to Cap’n Dick Powers.” Bentham stooped over the spy for a moment and satisfied himself that he was dead. He regretted that his entrance into Nassau had been COMMiICcooOoks ico 3