Pulp Fiction, 1870 · page 55 of 98
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NOT QUITE. gee split logs inclining to the water, All they had todo wasto _ knock away the shores, and the launch was complete. Austen laughed lightly and picked up a heavy stick which lay by the : side of the raft. 43 “ The frst time I ever launched a ship,” he said.- “ How = that masked chief will roar when he sees that all his work = has gone for nothing. Get on the other side and find a : club.” “ All right,” said Bill. ; “ Are you ready ?” on “ Ready.” : “ “ Not quite,” said a quiet voice. Both turned and saw the masked chief standing near, holding a pistol in each hand. > The +e CHAPTER VIII. “ ae : BILL’S BASHFULNESS. 6 re “One stupid moment motionless they stood,” looking in y each other’s eyes, while the immovable figure of the masked chief stood there, the weapons leveled, and his dark eyes flashing fire through the holes in the mask. They knew that he bad them at an advantage, for the first motion to touch aes & Weapon would be death to one at least. Se “T never allow myself to miss with a pistol at ten paces,” - gaid the mask, in the even, measured tones which spoke of = intense anger. “ What are you doing here ?” a ae “Sort o’ looking round,” said Bill, putting on an appear- ance of indifference. “I don’t think I hev the honor of knowing you, dol?” = +See “You will have that honor, and I doubt if you will ap- : * “Thankee, thankee. Good opiniums go a good ways, yor. = know. I'm right glad you like my general gait. I— How — = 4 do you like tbat!” A ate Bill had been talking to gain time, still holding the stick = in his hand, with which he meant to pry away thesaft, Lifting >< ij — comicbooks.con Crit