The Prairie Detective: Secret Service Series No. 24 — page 90: what you’re looking at

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88 THE PRAIRIE DETECTIVE. When he had approached close enough to discern objects, he was somewhat astonished to observe that only one of the prisoners was still lying where both had been placed. Stooping over, he saw that it was Robinson, who was writhing about in his excite- ment, tearing up huge mouthfuls of grass. He was _ in a wild state of frenzy. Ryan lookedsat him a moment in perfect satisfac- tion that the villain should be having such justly de- served agony. But where was Hatfield? Bending down and catch- ing Robinson firmly by the collar, he jerked him upon his back, and asked: ‘“Whar’s yer pardner?”’ “Gone, blast him!’’ replied the man, in angry tones. ‘“‘He got away an hour ago, and left me here. But I’1l get even with him one of*these days!’’ At this point Robinson broke into a series of the worst curses it is possible to imagine. He was al- most insane with resentment at the action of his for- mer friend. “Shet up, dern ye!’’ ejaculated Ryan, in a voice which indicated that disobedience would not be healthy. The victim obeyed with celerity. Ryan thought an instant before he spoke again. Then he seemed to have made up his mind to the performance of some hew scheme. Turning to Robin- son, he said: “Would ye like very much to git even with Mister Hatfield for the little game he’s served ye with?’’ Robinson sat bolt upright. “Would I? Why, I would wade to my neck in melted lead to repay the trick! I would——’”’ comicboo ache Tas 4 - 9) fees ie 4 ks.com