Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 197 of 232
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- 188 | BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. “Oh, yes, sartinly, ef ye kin sleep on the floor. Ef thar ain’t ’nuff floor, the rest kin go out and lay down on the hay in the stable.” ‘‘Here is a young lady that is accompanying us,” Bill said, as Jesse led Myra forward. ‘Will you pive up your accustomed place by Miranda’s side to ‘“S’pose I’ll hev to ef you say so. Id like to be perlite to the gal, though I don’t expect to find it very comfortable bunkin’ on the floor myself.’’ ‘““Go inside,’”’ said Jesse, “‘and remember, young woman, that any attempt to escape will be attended with fatal results. ’’ | Myra did as she was bidden, and soon stood in the presence of a woman whose countenance was the most forbidding of any female she had ever looked upon; and it can be truthfully added that her host- ess did not look upon her with much favor either. When Bill’s wish was made known she became very indignant; but as former experience with the famous robber had proved the futility. of success- fully disputing his desires, she gave in as grace- eae she could, and allowed Myra to creep in be- side her. _ Despite the girl’s serious situation, -she slept — soundly until morning. ‘‘Now, Bob,’’ said Jesse, after a hearty breakfast, ‘haul out your box, and let’s divvy up. We are all anxious to see the color of gold again.”’ The robbers gathered around while Bob undid the fastenings cf the box. | As the lid came up, every eye was fixed in expec- tation of seeing the long hoped for money, the cash that would keep them in idleness for many a day; then simultaneously a shout of execration came from their lips. What had become of the money? Bob dropped the lid in consternation, his face as pale as death. | ‘Where is the traitor?’ he hissed, drawing his weapon. ‘‘I’ll have his heart’s blood.’’ The bandits looked at each other doubtingly. Who was the thief? | Comicbooks Lele)