Beadle's Dime Novels No. 13 — page 49: what you’re looking at

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TOM BLANCHARD. 51 In the course of the evening, the day on which he reached harleston, the tory sauntered into the bar-room, and, with a Careless nod, asked Fagan where Tom Blanchard might be found. Fagan answered that he could be foundin the back room— he had just gone in, and was probably engaged with Joe Law- S0n in a game of cards. He found the soldier sitting at a small table with a young Man of good appearance. A few silver pieces, lying on the table, told that they were betting. Tom started, when Turner laid his hand on his shoulder, for he, the dragoon, had not seen him enter, the look of alarm Was exchanged for ore of inquiry, when Turner made.a pecu- liar sign with the fore-finger of bis left hand, “From the captain ?” inquired Blanchard. “Yes!” said Timothy—at the same time placing his finger ©n his lip to indicate silence. “Is it right haway ?” continued Tom, casting a glance full Of regret upon the cards and silver. “ Immediately.” ‘When, Joe, I'll ’ave to leave you till some hother time. Hi ’ate to do hit, but duty says hi must.” “Can’t your friend, there, wait a while? Or, perhaps, he Would have no objection to take a land himself?” Joe Lawson was a professional gambler, although still young, and having an air of respectability about him. Turner, who was an adept at cards, and really longed to finger the greasy trumps, abruptly wheeled about, saying : “It’s impossible, I cannot spare the time.” _ Turner asked for a private room, and, with the dragoon ac- Companying him, was shown up-stairs. Blanchard turned the ©Y upon the inside of the door, but his companion very quiet- ly unlocked it, saying: “In case you want to make a sudden sally, a locked door is very unhandy. o7F “Ave it yer hown way. Now what’s the go? Yer from the Captain, hand must ’aye somethin’ to tell.” “I am from Preston; and,*as we two are to work together, you will have a chance to find. out ‘ what the go. is,’ and fill your pocket with the shiners.” bite “If there’s hany thing to be made, hi’m hin, The Cap’s good pay. Tell hus what’s to be done.” : comicbooks.conm