Pulp Fiction, 1906 · page 163 of 248
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The Onule was gaining steadily. ‘Max = made his way cautiously back to the side of the lieutenant. = ‘It’s a wonder the eae as = send a shot in this direction,” ~ commented Rankin, <= = -“ While he face it necessary: to hold the whip-hand ‘over that other chap,” an- swered Max, “he won't do. any shooting this way. His gun is and a he was ramnting home a fresh charge — _ mail-carrier could make things pieiestne for hin SS “By Jove! z shouted abruptly and peering toward the other ~ launch, “ the: Mollie O is driving toward the rocks—the wind is too much for her. ‘Tf that fellow with the gun doesn’t Jet —_. Lovejoy turn, there’ll be a wreck.” =e 2 if Lovejoy turns back to Fort Tot- : ten,” cried Max excitedly, ‘Pasco knows we oT get him! = : = Is. the villain crazy? ——— about or wreck the boat. __. derstands that. Look! ‘ready to do something.” — = ‘The other boat and ‘its passengers could be seen but indistinctly. The rain <= = sist spread like a curtain between the two launches, and the sharp flashes. of lightning were needed to: bring out the | - Mollie O at all clearly. = se What happened was. seen by those on the Oriole in irregular but swiftly recur- = ring periods, like a moving: picture run- s ning slowly. through a stereopticon—now a burst of light and now an interval of = A darkness, ==" = “Lovejoy Wak See to tise =S his seat, then to hurl himself forward, while the loose tiller suffered the “Mollie O to broach-to- at imminent peril of swamp- ing; then, from the gloom, came a hoarse <= ay and the crack of a ae = =< It’s either put Lovejoy un- Bes getting IN THE WAKE OF THE a muzzle-loader, ankin, rising = waves conspired to throw Pasco within — <n s reach. Half-strangled and panic- — e stricken, Pasco caught Max about the — waist, thus hampering him in his « effor rts” — ‘Lovejoy, ‘plotted Aiea sight — for =e 228 ‘space, was next seen back at the whee = s bringing the launch around. The boat = had his attention just in the nick of — time; a fraction of : a minute longer and she would have been ‘on the rocks. _ _ During the clash on the Mollie O ce = Oriole had been plunging onward and — was close by at the time of the mishap i bili he " J‘ y / i a ie ; we ca Tah ya } , (9 ‘ if to Pasco. Max, without loss of a mo-, Ss ment, began divesting himself of the oil- =~ skin, and. of his coat, hat, and shoes. - a = “What are you about? ” roared Ran- eo Zs “ Stand by as near as you can,” ’ Max = answered. “‘I’m going in after Pas- oa Youre mad! Let the scour ae shift for himself!” | == Even while he remonstrated the lieu- tenant was pulling a coil of rope from a “under the seat. a “We want the fellow in Sharon—I must get him!” Max flung back. = “Tie that rope around you, then!” = and, with one hand, Rankin tossed the z3 end of the rope to Max. == = The young man worked with marvel- = ous quickness.* The struggling form of — Pasco could be easily seen, not more than twenty feet from the Oriole. =e ~The instant the rope was in a Max = went over the side and swam manfully = in Pasco’s direction. It was dangerous = work, but if ever Max’s heart > was in a = task it was in that one. < For all he knew, Lee Marvin's fates ss hung on the issue of that critical mo- = “ment. And the memory of that tear- = stained face in the dusty little office of a the Simitar would have nerved him for ~ any peril. = —S CHAPTER XVIII. = PASCO’ Ss. CONFESSION. : =: “Max had only a vague recollection 3, Se a what happened after “he flung himself into the raging waters of the lake. Al- _ though a good swimmer, his powers had = never been taxed as they were then. or _ Fortune favored him, for wind and =e = ; aes ye A wa 7 ‘ rie to 0 keep | both of them sHoat= Ser SS ae