Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 135 of 288
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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 129 CHAPTER XII. TROUBLE. I sroprpeD the moment that appeal rang out. So did two others, but the rest kept on until mer reached a perfectly safe dis- tance. And not a rifle or gun in the crowd. ‘Hurry up,” shouted Joe, in a muffled tone. . | The other two came forward. ee were Treve and Bob. ‘* Don't move, and try not to breathe,” cried Bob, encouragingly. ‘‘ We will have you up in a jiffy.”’ ‘* Let's have some light on the subject,” called Treve, as coolly as though there was not a boy lying under a wild cat within fifteen feet of him. Both of the torches that remained lit Gomicbooks (G(@)