Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 40: what you’re looking at

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44 THE GIRL TRAILER. CHAPTER ITV. MURDER MOST FOUL He passed over the same road which he had traversed the night before, and was stopped ight by the persistent Gaston Fofk. “Come, my boy,” he said. “TI hope pond have thought better of it and have come out to do this work for me aid take a thousand dollars in good State money.” “ Get out of the way, Foix! Curse’ me if I am ‘not in the hutior to put a ball plum’ throwgh you where you: stand. What one of your gang was in my room last night?” ‘“ My gang ?” said’ Gaston, starting. “What the devil do you mean by my gang—that is what I want to know ?” “Did you write that ?? demanded Rod, drawing the crumpled paper from his pocket and giving’ it to Foix. He looked it over and gave it back, “T did not write it.” “ Did you order it written?” | ) “No; I don’t know any thing about my strange champizn, but I eliowila not be surprised: if it came’ from the y Secret Brothers.’ ” “ The Secret Brothers must’ beware of» me.’ Eiesiedifievcs and murderers they are; every man; and’ one day I will’ be even with them for what they have done, J; ppralney Phelps, swear to run the Secret Brothers to earth It isn’teoften that I get mad clear through; buat I am/in’ just that sitgaiion now.’ “ You'd better look out, Phelps,” said Gaston in’a whisper, looking furtively about him.’ “I warn you that the’ Secret Brothers are everywhere, and» that even I fear) them, Tf they are on your track, obey them in all things.” “Tet them. do their worst. I know some of their: gécretg now, and I will know more before a week has passed, — [ de- fy them to do me harm in any: way.” He spurred his horse and galloped away at full speed, leaving Gaston Foix standing in the road. Comcloooks.conm