New Nick Carter Weekly, No. 9 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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4 | NEW NICK CARTER WEEKLY. = pen, although he did not dream how seri- ous the situation had become. and in fact it took all his streneth to keep He saw the Malays on board the AZa//a that murderous right arm from doing its separate, all but one going aft and disap- deathly work. pearing around the corner of the deck; It seemed as if the ‘es upon his house; the other, who apparently had throat would press through the skin, so nothing to do at the moment, walked fierce was the Malay’s grip. slowly across the deck, gradually drawing: This situation could not have lasted near to where Dobbin was handling the long in any case, and it was less likely to _ hose. Pohen there were so many on board who Trim bectanes to be absorbed in would gladly have gone to Trim, S assist- watching the traders dodge the hot water, auce. but in reality he kept “his eyes sharply | There was no need of any one to come, upon the Malay. however, for Dobbin’s amazement lasted - Suddenly he caught the gleam of a but a second; then with a great shout of Enife half concealed in the Malay’s hand. | wrath he used the best waapon he had at _ The boy instantly jumped, and at the hiscommand, + ~~ same moment the Malay raised his knife) Instead of trying to strike ‘the Malay and leaped toward Dobbin, whose back of to grapple with him, he turned his hot- He dared not let go the fellow’s wrist, was turned to both of them. water hose full upon the fellow’s face! _. The Malay had a little the start of} With awild shriek of pain as the scald- ‘Trim and reached Dobbin first. ing water struck him, the Malay let go He seized the old sailor by the collar of | his grip, dropped his knife, and staggered his jacket and whirled him around, evi-| back. ~~ dently with the intention of getting a “He was speedily collared aid bound by chance to strike at his breast. half a dozen sailors who had run up, If he had chosen to stab the sailor in| while Trim staggered breathless to a “the back Trim would have been too late; hatch and leaned there for a moment “ = as it was, the lad had just time to catch gasping. j _ the Malay’s wrist as it descended. © “Well, shiver my bows!’ roared Dob-— oe “The blow was struck with terrific force, bin, coming up to Trim, ‘‘if that ain't tat Trim managed to turn it aside, so that ‘the closest shies J ever had, and the the main damage it did was to slit Dob-| worstest. ies Aas & a= jacket from throat to hem. ‘“Be ye hurt, lad? » >. The old sailor, greatly startled, stood| ‘‘No, I’m all right,’ Prim responded, es "perfectly: still for just one instant, his|‘‘but_ I thought I never was going to - mouth agape, his hands, still holding the Breathe eee. What’s the reac of it _ hose nozzle. al] ?”? ee = - ee ~ Meantime the Malay, enraged- at the ‘‘Ah!”’ growled Dobbin, with a fierce : ~ failure of his blow, turned his attention to look over the rail, *‘I understand now - | es sss, Sake why those black varmints | caine prowling Rcaes Pritt had “beth = his hands upon the about the ship.’’ ae - Malay’s right wrist. With his left hand) _ ‘Trim looked over the rail, too, and sam +l 1e Boeys 2 aught Trim by the throat and |that the dark-skinned men in the] ars p st the rail, struggling boat were just assisting the Mz 7 ri bers of the crew into. i mes _ These fellows I he > iy the ten to ratte i ae saps aS wet Sai b-ig wes. , oel ‘ we nett Gil