The Blockade Runner — page 216: what you’re looking at

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THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. 217 places, huddled against their neighbors in a deprecating way, as though apologizing for the necessity of their presence. : The-street was filled with sailors in all stages of in- ebriety, and the dramshops aforesaid were crowded by blockade runners who had not yet parted with their last coin. Lights flashed through these grimy, smoky dens, and strains of music, such as it was, floated into the purer atmosphere outside. These scenes were familiar to the three men who moved and elbowed their way through the street. Fifty pairs of_eyes recognized Captain Powell and his pilot, and their salutations and remarks proved that these two were heroes to the nomadic denizens of ~ sailor town. Had the blockade runner been in the mood and given the word a dozen pair of horny hands would have made an end of Flash Gilmor then and there, without the least ceremony or an inquiry as to the justification of such a lawless act. And Gilmor knew it, too, though he had no fear of such a result. He knew that Powell was incapable of treachery. - He had passed his word that the issue was to take the form of a duel, and his word was his bond, as everybody acquainted with the blockade runner knew. From this marine thoroughfare they passed to an- other street of much quieter aspect. Here were shipping offices and small warehouses, al! closed for the_day. After walking for some distance down the street the trio drew up before a house well fronted with trees. ae (© 5} a A . a m 43 ) a _gomnliclboolss