Penny Dreadfuls, 1900 · page 259 of 293
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Bini Ob IN THE SUNK LANDS. prowlin’ round same’s usual. Is hit goin’ to be a run-out ?”’ ‘“The court says no!” replied Mr. Lacy, doggedly. Mr. Simpson said something unpleasant concerning the court, which made Jim Lacy jump several inches. ‘‘ Hf I had my rifle——” he began. ‘“ Well?” asked Simpson, beginning to finger the trigger of his gun nervously. “Td clean hit. Hit ‘deals hit pow’ ful bad, an’ I thought Id do hit while you're holdin’ the door,’’ was the faint reply. ‘‘Hum. I asked you once afore ef hit was goin’ to be a run-out.” ‘“[ suppose you know, my vernacular friend,’ remarked Bob, before Jim Lacy could reply, ‘‘ that you can’t hold that door all day. The moment you start away _ there’ll be a crowd of bullets chasing you.” ‘T don’t know about that,” returned Simpson, calmly. ‘Why don’t some of you cover him with a gun and take his away ? He won't dare to shoot,” I said to Mr. J. Lacy. “Won't he? You don’t know him,” was the cheerful rejoinder, ‘‘ He’d jess’s Eomicbooks.c