In the Sunk Lands — page 257: what you’re looking at

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240 IN THE SUNK LANDS. CHAPTER XXII. A CONFESSION, ‘* Yes, there he is!” cried Mr. Jim Lacy, nodding vigorously towards the form of Simpson in the door, and seemingly glad of shifting the responsibility to the other’s shoulders, ‘‘ go fur him!” “That's just what we’re going to do,” said Joe, with a ring of determination in his tone. ‘*‘ We’ve got a bone to pick with you!” ‘* And rather an expensive one,’ [ chimed in. ‘‘ Hear the bantams crow,” laughed Simp- son. ‘‘ You-uns don’t seem to recognize the fact that I’ve got the drap on you.” ‘There hain’t a-goin’ to be any shootin’ | done yere,” broke in the judge, stepping down from his judicial chair and out of range in rather a hasty manner. cComicbooks.co “. & * * > — a > <=. > 4 + ty Ae