Penny Dreadfuls, 1868 · page 78 of 399
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—_ * ( $F wee”, c “I TRUST NOT. NOW TAKE THIS PURSE OF GOLD AND GO.” Ben Firebrace laughed loudly again. With these words he dropped from the case- “At him,” he repeated, mockingly, “aye, at | ment, and disap ° The cavaliers rushed to the window with their him if you can! Your dying men can do won- ders sometimes, if there’s a brave heart in their | pistols in hand. But lean out as they would they could see nothing. COMBE Oks bosoms. The broad river flows beneath me— follow me who can,” o. 9. CO