Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 94: what you’re looking at

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DARKE DARRELL. 85 CHAPTER XVII, PLAYING INCENDIARY. No sooner had Tim Jordan touched the floor of the dun- geon than Leotine commenced to pull up the rope, to one end of which the lantern was attached. Both secured, she untied the lantern and stood it behind her; then she taunted her victim, keeping back from the opening, however, for she knew that Tim was wicked enough to shoot at her. ‘* How do you like it down there, anyhow?” she asked, in vindictive triumph. He swore at her loudly and roundly, which indicated that he had not been seriously injured. ‘©Tf I could only tumble Aunt Carlina in there after you, I would almost fancy myself happy,” laughing discordantly again. ‘* Aunt Carlina! Uncle Zim!” with fierce vindict- iveness, a proof that she had not been deceived by any pre- tended relationship. ‘If you call up to me how to shut the trap, I’ll promise to send you something to eat.” Just then she heard a footfall on the stair-way. Suspect- ing that Aunt Carlina was approaching the library, Leotine sprang away from the opening, and concealed herself be- hind the door. She had hardly done so ere Aunt Oarlina entered the room, thus leaving Leotine behind her. There was a look of alarm on her face. She had heard the report of the pistol, and supposed that a murder had been committed, a deed against which she had strongly pro- tested. She took a few steps into the room, clutching the folds cEomichbooks.G