Penny Dreadfuls, 1889 · page 138 of 230
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132 Roanoke of Roanoke Hall. Some indefinite confidence“in the future was even aroused within me by the calm si- lence, broken only by the splash and rattle of the oars, and the musical gurgling of the water before the advancing prow. Was my outlook so black, after all? I began to think. The man of the woods was naturally enraged at my intrusion upon his secrets, but he did not know how much I had learned of his schemes, and I at all events could offer no obstacles to their fulfilment. Even he could find no account in purposeless slaughter, and was not likely to take my young life without good cause. These would-be comforting reflections were interrupted by my enemy’s voice, chanting in & low tone that hateful verse : “‘ A barrel to broach, and a gauger to fight— A blood-red stain on the sea-sand white, Is all you will find of my cargo.” He seemed to me to infuse a fresh and gruesome meaning into these concluding lines, and my frail structure of hope was blown into shreds by his breath. ‘A bright look-out for the signal-light,” comichbooks.com