Pulp Fiction, 1870 · page 63 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 208: The Ocean Outlaw — page 63: what you’re looking at
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WAG CUAPTIR VIIT. Tue report of the pistol brought Ethel to conscionsness. She raised her head, and gazed wildly around the cabin, until her eyes rested.on the face of her father. Her first im- pulse was to spring to Lis arms and express her delight at this unexpected meeting; but a sudden glance at the pros- trate form of Granger, and a recollection of his words, made her pause ard bring to mind all that had transpired. That the vessel had been captured by pirates, she could no longer doubt—for she could hear the freeboxters ransacking the brig from tp to bottom, cursing their ill-luck for having .allen ia with such poor game ; and that they had been Jed on by her father was too apparent. She saw that the story of Granger, which a little while before she had indignantly refused to be- lieve, was indeed true; and he was now stretched a lifeless corpse; and the weapon that had caused his death was still smoking in the band of Gray. The evidence was too plain to admit of doubt. Her father was in reality a branded out- law—a pirate—one for whom armed vessels were searching at that moment. Poor girl, what could she do? What could she say? [ler pure mind recoiled with horror from the man to whom she considered herself bound Uy nature and Gearest ties; how could sbe ever agaiu respect Lin asa parent? She could love bim with a daughters affection. pray for him with a Christian's faith and fervor. and this she telt was all she could do. She turned away, covered ler face with ker ban.ls. and burst into tears. As for Gray, he was silent; his daughter. whom he had hoped would always remaiu in ignoravce of the life Le was leading, now saw him in his true characier—conscjence, that = had ceased to upbraid him, was now roused to comiclooks. com