Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 87 of 100
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CHAPTER XII. THE TORY OUTWITTED. TomMy, upon leaving the cabin, made all speed until he reached Johnson Hall. He found it in some confusion, pend- ing the approach of Phillip Scuyler, with the continental for- ‘ces. They would no longer trust in the promises of Sir John and had determined to drive him out of the county. When Tommy reached the Hall, Sir John was about leaving it, to meet General Schuyler, and make as good terms as he could under the circumstances. Guy and David both remain- ed in their places, for they did not care to meet Phillip Schuy- ler after the work they had done in Tryon county. Tommy was disconcerted because the two men staid, as he had hoped that they would accompany the two baronets down the river and leave the coast clear for him to effect the libera- tion of Miriam. Determined not to be balked, however, he kept Guy in sight, and when he left the place, as he did early in the evening, he followed him as he had done before, This time the young Tory appeared to desire to elude the brother of the imprisoned girl and he effected his object. “The mean sneak!” muttered Tommy. “ He'll try some of his tricks, now that Cap’n Dave is away. I guess he’ll have some one to watch him, at any rate.” Guy strode away through the forest at a quick pace and reached the cabin. He had no idea that the subtle lad was close upon his track and watched every step he took, When he reached the cabin and was admitted; the boy crossed the opening and hid himself behind the house in order to hear whatever might be said. From his position he could sce the- inside of the cabin, through a chink in the wall. “Miriam had risen upon the first approach of the hated Johnson and stood with blazing eyes in the cabin, glaring at the intruder. “None of your heroics, my proud beauty,” Guy was say- ng. “They can effect me no more than your graces’ can - from this hour. You ask me why I am here, how I dare to Ccommiclbooks;conn