The Prairie Detective: Secret Service Series No. 24 — page 62: what you’re looking at

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60 THE PRAIRIE DETECTIVE. CHAPTER VI. PLOTS. Dan was horrified. Had he not been used to sights of blood his terrible discovery would have paralyzed him. But his whole life had thrown him among desperate characters and merciless scoundrels with whom murder was little more than an ordinary undertaking. Constant intimacy with this dark side of human nature had hardened his nerves more or less, and had dulled his appreciation of the full hor- ror of revolting crimes. But in spite of the stern schooling he had under- gone he could not forbear to shudder.at the cold- blooded atrocity of the murder that had just been brought to his knowledge. ‘The villain!’? he muttered between his teeth. ‘‘He shall be made to pay for this. But I wonder where he has gone. Come, Vixen! lead ‘on, or we shall lose him.’’ The animal, with an intelligent glance, trotted quietly away, Dan following as rapidly as possi- ble with an eye to noiselessness. The journey was nota long one. Vixen had not traveled far when she came to another halt as sudden as the previous one. The detective, who had given up peering into the darkness, and now trusted to her sagacity to find out the best paths, saw her quick stop, and himself ceased to move with equal celerity. The time Vixen had chosen could not have been comicbooks.co