The Yankee Champion — page 74: what you’re looking at

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THE YANKEE CHAMPION. CGa ‘Not now.”’ ‘I tell you, the boy dies!”’ “Then you die!’’ “Tuke Soper, you would not dare to lay your hand upon me.”’ “If you were to kill this boy, I’d murder you, sure. Make your mind easy on that.’’ “By the great Jupiter, Luke, I’ll take your life for this. Give me that pistol, and let the boy-traitor 20,”’ “You shall not have the pistol, nor shall you have the life of this boy. Silas, when you and I did that foul deed I swore there should be no more blood.’’ Ryan gathered himself for a spring, and witha fierce oath he bounded forward; but he might have known that he sprang upon one with whom he was no match in physical strength. Luke met him with a clenched fist, and again the old Tory was felled to the earth. : “Silas Ryan, you’d better give up this mad freak, and you’d better not trouble me too much, for, fool. ish as Lam, I can be made as angry as you are now.” “Villain! dastard! idiot!’ shrieked Ryan, get- ting once more upon his feet; ‘‘I’ll have your heart’s blood for this !’’ “No, you won’t, Silas Ryan. You daren’t take my hfe. I have made provision for that. There is another who knows all about your secret, and the moment harm comes to me, he will pounce upon you. I may be a simpleton, but you cannot overreach me. You'll think better of this when you get sober. Of one thing you may feel certain; when these two children——’? “Silence! Luke—silence,”’ uttered Ryan, turning pale with another sensation than anger. (e(oy jaylicel exoye) “S ¢€o m