The Illegal Marriage — page 87: what you’re looking at

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a THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. 79 die in that same way. One might’s well be hung fer a sheep as for a lamb, d’ye see? If you’re sure of the gal, it ud be a blessin’ to the universe, ef he did die about next week. Then you could hurry up— the cakes with a lone gal like her, d’ye see?” Still Guerry sat in silence; but his cheek was pale, and his whole frame trembled violently. “Business!” said Hawks, sententiously. It was with a hoarse, unnatural voice that Guerry spoke; but he had not yet yielded to the demon, although his face showed how powerful the tempta- tion had been. “Hawks, why don’t you go away from here and let me alone. Ill give you the money when the property is mine; what’s the use of going any further.” : “T want money now, d’ye see? I’ve got a little job of my own down thar, and the chances air it ud be too hot to hold me arter awhile. I want the cash ready. Business, boss.” With a painful effort Guerry brought out-the words in reply toa remark of which he knew the meaning well, and he fell back into his chair as he uttered them. “Hawks, how much do you want?” “Two with three noughts on it. That’s about the lowest figger. You do asI tell yer, and no job, no pay, d’ye see?” Again he squinted through his glass at the trem- bling man before him, who sat in terror and thought of the bargain that was being made. Old Hawks gave him no time to retreat. “Ts’t a trade?” 3 “Yes!” faint and feeble came from the lips of the (ele) GComicbooks