Pulp Fiction, 1868 · page 85 of 116
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AN EXPLOSION,.. 87 “Dear lady,” said Elliot,“ if the thanks,of one. who is near death, and whose burden you have made lighter by your kindness at this last hour, can be of any use to you, take mine. I shall go to my death as to a wedding, andin.dying, one picture shall be always before my eyes, and it shall be- yours, 28 you look now, asking for my life.”. te ater “ Beg for your own,” she sobbed. ereth “Tecan not do that, even for you. » This man wishes for my blood, and he will, haye.it. . Let it beso. I have little to gain in living. I am one of those whom fickle fortune has robbed of all my friends, and for your kindness I am not un- “Come on,” said the chief, waving the pistol in -the air. “ Stay, Arthur. Let me entreat you once more to—” “You waste your words. Come on, boy. . Your death is — certain. I understand her interest in you now.” “ Arthur !” At this moment a fearful explosion shook the cavern to its very center. The mine of the Regulators. had been Sprung! _ “ What is that?” cried the chief, pausing with his hand upon thie hilt of the pistol. The tumult increased, and the clash of weapons, the cries of men in mortal agony, and the “Ab-ha!” said Elliot. “The boysare here! I knew they would not leaye me.” MeSaawy sls. atw tout} bys ieee gn: _“ Back to your room !" said the chief, in thundering tones, “Stay there until I return, Inez. You, sir, return to your Yankee friend. Your doom will not be long delayed.” With these words he darted away; ~ Elliot, looking about him for a weapon, caught up.a short iron bar which lay upon the tocks near the door of Incz’s room. She laid her hand upon his arm and begged him not to go. “ The boys are at work,” said Elliot. “They need me.” “You only go to your death,” pleaded Inez. “Stay with me—stay—stay !” ; one He tarned to her with a smile. _ “You can hardly ask me any thing I would not do, but I —— would not have me bring dishonor on the name [ comichbooks.conm