A Daughter of Delilah — page 218: what you’re looking at

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THE LAST OF THE SIREN. 209 CHAPTER XIX. THE LAST OF THE SIREN. Meanwhile, Edgar Alston was supporting the head of Hawkley on his knee, while a loud knocking and ringing of bells sounded in the hallway. ‘‘Open the door,’’ Hawkley said, faintly. ‘‘The neigh- bors have heard the shots. Send for a doctor. I am dying, but don’t let yonder murderess cheat the gallows! The men—Roseberry and Palmer have gone—I was a little too late!’ Jabez Alston staggered away at a sign from his son, and. admitted a burly policeman, who gazed at the scene before him with bulging eyes. Behind him came the hackman and a few curious people who had been alarmed by the pistol reports. ‘‘Some one fetch a doctor,’’ cried Edgar Alston, authori- tatively. ‘‘This man has been shot. Policeman, keep the room clear.’’ Hawkley was lifted to a lounge, and an effort was made to stop the flow of blood. ‘‘Tt’s all over, gentlemen,’’ he said, smiling faintly. ‘‘She’s done for me at last, but I don’t think that she will escape. The game’s up, and Iam only sorry that I have missed Palmer and Roseberry. Promise that you will not (EO ANIKCEl exeyxe) <S - a . ee e _