Caught in the Snare — page 159: what you’re looking at

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Next Morning. 146 ow ee wee g up; for the many dangers Edith had recently sscaped made them doubly anxious. Both quitted the house together and walked rapidly in the direction of the village. “T fear there may be danger, father,” - said Nugent uneasily ; ' ‘the whole affair seems rather mysterious.” “Heaven forbid!” said his father hurriedly ; “but we must see this boy with whom she de- parted, and learn from him what has happened.” They walked on in silence until they reached the widow’s humble cottage. Mrs. Dillon met them in the doorway, looked alarmed and ex- cited. “Oh, Major Percival, I’m so glad to see you! Just look here,” and the widow displayed a purse filled with bright gold guineas. - “Why, Mrs. Dillon, what piece of good fortune is this you have met with? You haven’t robbed a bank, I hope,” said young Percival. ‘“‘No, indeed, Mr. Nugent,” said the widow anxiously. “’Twas he brought this home.” And she pointed to where sat her hopeful son and heir, with his finger in his mouth, looking doggedly on the ground. “Eddy; why, man alive, where did you get all this money?” said Nugent, giving him a shake. “Look up, sir. Have you turned highwayman?” The boy sat in sulky silence. comicbooks.com