The Blockade Runner — page 215: what you’re looking at

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216 THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. “ You fancy you may escape, eh ?” “While there’s life there’s hope,” replied Flash, “and I wish to live as well as any other man.” “T dare say; but you flatter yourself in this case. You cannot escape me.” “At least I shall be able to defend my life. I ask no more than that of any man,” said Gilmor defiantly. During this brief conversation they had been rapidly making their way toward one end of the city, not very far removed from the docks. “ Here, Tom, we turn down this street,” said Powell to his pilot. : The party left the deserted thoroughfare through which they had passed from the wharf and entered a narrow street lined with marine junk shops, ship chandlery stores, with here and there a low dram-shop. The place seemed filled with a saline odor quite in keeping with its mercantile character. Many of the stores were still open and the second- hand wares exposed for sale. Everything, from a needle for sewing canvas to an old iron cannon, seemed to be offered at a price phe- nomenal for its cheapness. Of clothing there was an abundance, and Jack could fill his slop bag without any great loss of time in the choosing. Rough blue jackets, with mother-of-pearl buttons, and oilskin hats seemed to predominate. The windows were filled with a heterogeneous mass of rubbish which had evidently once seen efficient use, and had been parted with by the original owners when they got hard pressed. There were pawnshops also, dark and dingy looking Comichbooks.co 4