Penny Dreadfuls, 1900 · page 118 of 293
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: IN THE SUNK LANDS. 105 you—that is, after I’m gone?” I added hastily. ‘“ Mebby.”’ It was some time before I ventured to ask: ‘‘ How old are you?” “ About twenty !”’ I lost my balance and nearly fell through the floor. “You're not positive ?” asked, anxiously, eNO. I felt relieved, although I could not say why. ‘‘ Lived pare tong ?”’ | ventured again. ‘* Not very.’ ‘‘ Where did you come from ? ”’ “ Way off somewhere.” ‘* Definite.” Sue ‘* Nothing.” “Oh, say!” she exclaimed suddenly. ‘“Pap’s got a lot of papers stuck away in the Bible down here that ’m jess dyin’ to know what's in ’em. Great thick ones with a big daub of red paint on. Will you “Trot ‘em out,’ I interrupted with in- terest. Gomichooks (E(0)