Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 46: what you’re looking at

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50 THE GIRL TRAILER. the echoing words gave back a hollow answer. At thesame moment Maud caught sight of her father’s ghastly face and knew that something dreadful had happened, though what she could not tell. “ Why do you hesitate to speak, father?” she whispered. “ Has any thing happened to Rod ?” He made a silent gesture of assent. “ Dead ?” He bowed his head and then started up quickly and left the room. Then Jennie turned back from the door. “And so Rod would not come with you, uncle Jess? He is angry with me, I suppose. Why do you not speak ? why did you look at me so? Uncle! Has any evil come to Rod ? Why, he is gone away. Mr. Burton where is Rodney Phelps ?” “ My God,” murmured Wallace; “ must I tell her? I have not the heart.” “You are silent ; you will not speak !” cried Jennie, wildly. “Tf you would not have me go mad at once, speak out.” He covered his face with his hands and turned away, She looked at Maud and saw the horror imprinted on her face and knew the worst. : “Is he dead, Maud? You know it, if he is,’ she said, in an awe-struck whisper. “My poor Jennie, my darling girl,” replied Maud, clasp- ing the other in her arms, “ How can I comfort you; what can I say?” “Ts he dead ?” she repeated, wildly, “ Yes,” said Maud, sadly. She fell like a dead weight into the arms of her friend, and Wallace sprung forward and aided the girl in carrying her to a bed in an alcove. Jess Turner stole softly in and together tbey stood looking at the marble face and as they stood the old man in broken tones told his daughter how Rod Puelps died. “You stay by her, Maud; Mr. Barton an@ me have sworn to hunt these murderers down and we have no time to waste, Have you got your rifle and pistols handy, Burton? Ef you ain't, get them while I find the horses,” While Maud was bending over the unconscious form of lier COMmicoooks.conn