Penny Dreadfuls, 1866 · page 117 of 276
Ivan the Terrible; or, Dark Deeds of Night — page 117: what you’re looking at
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# Page Description This page contains an engraved illustration at the top depicting a dramatic nighttime pursuit scene on horseback, followed by running prose text from Chapter LVII of the penny dreadful "Ivan the Terrible; or, Dark Deeds of Night." The text describes a desperate naval battle in which Ivan's crew is attacked and suffers heavy casualties. A character named Old Skinflint initially hides at the bottom of the boat before jumping overboard to escape. Nat Fathom, seeking revenge, confronts Ivan in combat, revealing his identity through their sword fight. The passage ends as Nat is struck from behind by one of Ivan's crew members and bleeds.
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