The Blockade Runner — page 214: what you’re looking at

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THH BLOCKADE RUNNER. 215 “What do you threaten ?”’ asked Gilmor. “ Death—something villains of your stripe never contemplate without shuddering.” Gilmor said nothing, but atehed Powell w ith the claring eyes of a ruthie: “Tt was all for the girl— Norah,” continued Powe". “The guardian first—the ward next. Having kille one, you would more than kill the other. But your course isrun. This night is your last on earth. I will kill you, unless the devil himself comes to your relief and takes you from my grasp.” Flash Gilmor nursed his rage in silence; and the boat soon lay alongside the dock. “Where are you about to take me?” demanded Gil- mor, when they had disembarked at a secluded wharf. The neighborhood was dark and deserted, and Flash saw that his captor would do pretty much as he pleased without great fear of interruption. “ You will see presently,” returned Powell, in stern tones. “Do you mean to murder me?” Gilmor ‘said, in de- pressed accents. “Y mean to kill you,” was the reply. “That’s the same thing.” “No; I shall give you a chance for your life. i will strike no man down in cold blood.” “A duel?” said Flash, eagerly catching at the faint _ hope conveyed by Powell’s words, as a drowning man _ grasps at a straw. “You have said it; yes.” “You are generous. I accept the issue with pleas- ure,” said Gilmor, who was an expert swordsman and a crack shot. - | COMicoooks co