Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 89: what you’re looking at

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80 ) DARKE DARRELL. ‘In his bedroom,” answered the woman. ‘* What do you want with it?” ‘¢ Get it!” he ordered, with a scowl. ‘¢What do you want with it?” she asked again. “To shoot down the trap with it, if you must know,” adding a fierce oath. ‘Til not get it,” resolutely, her lips compressed. He rose, an angry glare in his eyes. He controlled his passion, however. ‘<Fortunately, you told me where to look for it,” he said. Tn the meantime, get me a rope and a lantern.” He walked toward the door. The woman hesitated for a second. ‘« Here is the key,” she said, tossing it to him. ‘“Tt was clever in you to remind me of that,” he said, with a grin, as he caught the key. ‘‘ Have the rope and lantern ready by the time I return.” He ascended to the bedroom, secured the revolver, found it loaded and in order, and returned to the dining-room with it. | A lantern was burning on the table, and a coil of thin rope was beside it. Tim poured out a glass of liquor, emptied it, smacked his lips, took up the rope and lantern, and said: | ‘““T am taking all this on myself. You needn’t be any wiser than you are now, unless you come ‘nosing’ about,” with a diabolical grin. He left the room, and the woman sank into a chair, her hands in her lap, a look of fear on her face. ‘Tim ascended to the library. He tied the lantern to one end of the rope; then he touched a secret spring; the trap- door dropped, and a cold current of air came up from the dungeon below. | | He listened but heard no sound. He commenced to GOmicbooks:co