Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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6 IN THE SUNK LANDS. of seventeen launched himself into the office. ° ‘Hi, Steve! [ve got it!” ‘What? Saint Vitus’s dance?” ‘“No, sir-ee! A great scheme! We’re going hunting !”’ “We are?” I asked, in surprise, this being my first intimation of such a proceed- ing. ‘*‘ Where?” ‘* Oh—why—somewhere.”’ Then dropping his voice to an awe-struck whisper, as he glanced cautiously around, he continued irreverently : ‘* Where’s Robby ?” ‘« Just gone out.” “Oh,” with a sigh of relief. ‘* Forgot all about him; was so excited. Run all the way down here. Glad I came through the wareroom, though I nearly fainted. Why don’t you throw some disinfectants around out there ? Me and the old codger don’t hitch since he caught me boring holes with his gold pen. Strange.” “Very, I repled. ‘* But what about this hunt? Have you told the boys? What did they say? Where do you intend to go?” Eomicboo co