Penny Dreadfuls, 1896 · page 13 of 35
Frank Merriwell in Mexico: The Search for the Silver Palace — page 13: what you’re looking at
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FRANK MERRIWELL IN MEXICO. © 6, a8: “He did.” ) | “Frank, Frank, think of the suffering “Did you tell him it was all you had inj of this poor father!” a the world ?”’ 7 ‘“Yah,’? imurinured Hans; shust dink | “T told him that a score of times.” . how aa you vould felt uf you efer peen (What did hesay?? py his: blace,’? put in Hans, sobbing: ‘“Told me to raise more, or have the|chokingly. pleasure of receiving mv boy in pieces.’ ‘How jong ago was that?’’ “It is very, very sad,” said Frank; but. there sceied to be a singularly sarcastic - “Three days.” {ring to the words which fell from his lips. ‘‘Near here???” ‘‘Have you seen your son since he fell WYVes : - jinto the hands of Pacheco, sir??? asked ‘“How long have you been in Men- the professor. doza?’?? 3 | | ‘Yes, Isaw him; but I could serredly= ‘Two days, and during that time I have, recognize him, he was so changed—so . received this from Pacheco.’ jee and ghastly. The skin is drawn He took something from his pocket—| tightly over his bones, and he looks.as if something wraped in a handkerchief. , he were nearly starved to death.” With trembling fingers he unrolled it, ex-| ‘‘Did he see you?” posing to view—— | “Ves.7> ~ A bloody human finger! | | **Recognizé you?”? ; ‘Ves, 33 angat. ) “What did he do?” | - CHAPTER IV. | The man wrung his hands with a ges: ture of unutterable anguish. UNMASKED. “Oh, his appeal—I .can hear it now! ‘Hans Damincewnist aud Professor Scotch |} He > begged me to save him, or to give uttered exclainations of horror, starting | him poison that he might Kill himself dls back from the sight revealed by the tent ‘Whereis he now ?”? that came from the window set deep in| “Tn a cave.”” the adobe wall. **Where is the cave?” Frank Merriwell’s teeth came together: ‘‘That I cannot tell, for I was blind: with a peculiar click, but he uttered no! folded all the time, except while tn the. exclamation, nor did he start. ‘cave where my boy is kept.” ‘This seemed to affect the old man oe “Tt is near Mendoza?’ pleasantly, for he turned on Frank, crying, ‘‘It must be within fifty miles. of here.’ in an accusing manner and tone: “Perhaps it is nearer ?”? ‘Have you no heart! Are you made of) ‘*Possibly.”’ stone ?”? ‘But you have no means of knowing § in ‘‘Hardly,’’ was the quiet reply. } aiich aieclien it lies : a ‘This finger—it is the second torn; ‘‘No. from the hand of my boy by Pacheco, the! “Your only hope is to raise the five ve bandit—Pacheco, the monster!” “tundred dollars?’ “Pacheco seems to bea man of great ‘That is my only hope, and that can | determination.”’ ‘scarcely be called a hepe, for I must have Professor Scotch gazed at Frank inithe money within a day or two, or my | astonishment, for the boy was of a very} boy will be dead.’ _ § sympathetic and kindly nature, anc he} “Hum! hum?’ coughed the professor. now seemed quite unlike his usual sel! “This is a very unfortunate affair—very. - COMIiICcMoOo® SS (CO)