The Prairie Detective: Secret Service Series No. 24 — page 65: what you’re looking at

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THE PRAIRIE DETECTIVE. 63 aiter that the men in our party will have grown used to each other, and it will be more difficult on that account to defeat them.’’ ‘““That’s a fact. How far do you go in a day?”’ ‘‘Not more than thirty miles, I should think. Large bodies move slowly, you know.”’ Just as the plotters reached this stage of their talk, Dan, who was listening so intently that he had be- come oblivious of all other surroundings, felt some- thing soft rubbing against his ankles. It was Vixen, who had returned. An instant later the huge form of Posey Ryan loomed up in the darkness, and the two partners pressed each other’s hand. Robinson was spaking when Ryan arrived upon the scene. “Where shall you be to-morrow night at this time ?’’ “T don’t know exactly. Our course is due west, and we shall in all probability have traveled about thirty miles, as I told you.”’ “Good. If I follow along, can you manage to get — out and meet me?’’ ‘“T don’t know about that. It is not easy to get away from camp. Why, even to-night I was de- tected as I came up the creek, and in order to avoid questions, I had to kill a man—one of the sentries.”’ Robinson laughed. “That’s right, my friend. You come out every night, and killa man as you come. If you do that we can afford to wait a week or two.’’ , ‘““Oh, that’s all very well, Jack Robinson,’ returned Hatfield, in a tone which implied that it was not very well, “but I ain’t fond of murder.”’ “What, growing chicken-hearted? I’m ashamed for you.’’ | Eomicbooks (ele)