Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 67: what you’re looking at

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PRESUMPTION. “ 69 Ed. for a big gossoon av a Johnny Bull. But, go ye to him; go to your beauty. It’s swate he’ll look at Niagara,” “You are impudent, sir,’ said Lizzie, flushing. “I shall find means to punish that.” - She went to the captain. The suspicion of Ed. Lewis galled her the more from the conviction that it was not quite unjust. The Englishman could not advance to meet her. — She looked upon herself as mainly instrumental in his cap- ture, and commiserated him accordingly. — . “JT am sorry for you,” she said. “You knew that this was to be done?” he said. “Yes ; but you would not take warning.” ‘“It-is the fortune of war,” replied the Englishman, “TI must bear it the best way I can. It will change your: pros- pects, though. Ah! you poor little maiden, if you had given me a week more, you would have loved me. . As it is, I can afford to triumph over yonder Yankee, for he has penetration enough to see how much ground I have gained in your esteem. Do not open your lips to deny what I say. You know you like me. James Wilson never yet failed in any such under- taking, But you must bid me good-by.” ai “T have let you go on far enough, sir,” said Lizzie, a flush kindling in her face. “I will not deny that you have been a pleasant inmate of our little home, and that you have not shown any of the wickedness ascribed to you while in that home. But, that ends all. You assume that you have con- quered me in three days. J assure you that you are wrong ; and, though Edward Lewis may choose to think otherwise, it can not change my feelings. Good-by, sir.” She turned abruptly, called the dog, and started on at a quick walk toward the house. But she had not taken half a dozen steps when she heard Ed. cry out: “ Fire at him !” She turned back quickly. Ed., in loosening the cords on the legs of the prisoner, had slipped them too far. The agent had managed to get one foot free, and made a rush for the .. bushes, so sudden that the shots of the guard, though they cut his clothes in several places, did not bring him down. His hands were tied behind him, but he hoped to gain the shelter of the swamp and find a hiding-place. But there was one in 188 3 | comicbooks.comn