Penny Dreadfuls, 1868 · page 275 of 400
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erage cE AT Teas BLUESKIN: A ROMANCE. SY TT ree +7 ane. See? rent vu | | ws Ws Th) fj ( \ i \ i ( rif! Ais NER SS * NS é TSS. A R\ KS \ \' i its setting. . or you die.” But the door was left by our friends, and a hasty exami- No notice whatever was taken of this speech, and tbe nation made of the rest of the building, which consisted of attack was renewed upon the door with fresh vigour. but one apartment, and without any apertures whatever to| When the pistols were loaded, Blueskin took one of the serve as windows. brands from the fire and held it above his head hkea This, as it happened, was a fortunate thing. ‘torch. They looked rather blankly at each other, however, as; The wood of which it was composed was of some they propounded the question— resinous quality, and it sent out a bright sputtering What are we to do? flame. The blows upon the door were incessant, and it seemed; By the aid of this he made a fresh and more accurate that, despite its strength, it would ere long give way. examination of the interior of the hut. Our three friends were well armed and amply provided; He was in hopes of being able to find some other means with ammunition, so that, provided the place stood, they | of exit of which they could avail themselves. would be able to maintain a siege for a consigerable time.| But he could find nothing of the sort. Indeed, there “We must fight it out, I suppose,” said Blueskin. “I was but one means by which the hut could be entered or do not see what other course is open to us.” left, and through which light was admitted, and that was As he spoke he, with the greatest calmness apparently, | the door which the keepers were so intent upon battering took a brace of pistols from his pockets and loaded them. | down. ©. eee y f ft [ak ame t [JACK SHEPPARD BUYS AN ACCOUNT OF HIS ESCAPE FROM NEWGATE. | The object mentioned was immediately struck a violent! In this he was followed by the other two. blow with some heavy instrument, which made it shakein' ‘Surrender,’ cried a voice at the door. ‘ Surrender, | — 2 a gee N he 35, ; COMIC CY, NOOlKKS CO