Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 55 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 55: what you’re looking at
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A BRIEF NOTE. | BY it in a sealskin pouch, in which he kept his valuables, An expression of intense satisfaction spread itself over his fice. Ie sat down again and was buried in thought, tapping rest- lessly upon the cover of the book which had served him so well. After a while he took up the two vials and replaced them in the pocket from which he had taken them, removed his clothes and lay down, after carefully barring the door. He placed the sealskin pouch under the pillow, as if he now re- garded it as very valuable. He slept until aroused by Dinah’s tap at. the door to tell him that breakfast was served. Herose | and dressed hastily and went out. Lizzie was waiting to pour out coffee, and could not help observing the exultation of his face. “T hope you rested well,” she said, with a latent smile at - the thought of the guard he had had before his door through the night. | “ Never better,” he said, 4 all good faith. ‘I was asleep when the servant called me.” “Tam glad to hear it.” “ Will not your father meet us this morning ?” he said, — “T think not,” was the reply. | “T shall see him after breakfast, then?” “ He never sees strangers.” “JT am quite sure he will see me,” “ Fe will not, I am quite as sure.” He ate a hearty breakfast, and then asked for pen and ink, Dinah brought them, and he inscribed a note to Mr. Neal, and this is what he wrote: : “Te W. R. willcome out of his room he will see an old friend. It will be for his interest to come without pane dallying. AMES WILSON.” “ Will you do me the favor to take or send this to your father, Miss Neal ?” “T do not like bs trouble him with it,” she said. “I know he will not come.” “Girl!” he said, sternly, “ you are doing you father ane yourself an injury by refusing to take this note.” She rose at once and took it into the large room in which her father slept. He was up and sitting at the table when she entered, comicbooks.com