Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 48: what you’re looking at

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52 - THE GIRL TRAILER. I am called to.avenge my murdered lover. Stay the whizrl- wind but stay not me !” | 7 She'ran wildly out. to the stable and. saddled the horse which she had borrowed from Big Ben, and in spite of the wild entreaties of Maud she mounted and dashed away through the woods toward the fatal spot where Rodney Phelps had fal.en, CHAPTER VII. THE SECRET BROTHERS. A DARK nooK in a deep forest not two miles from the lake was the haunt of ‘the blacked-robed men who had fol- lowed Rodney Phelps to his doom. They were. scattered about the little opening in small groups, conversing eagerly upon some subject of interest tothem. One of these groups comprised five men, Black Wolf and Buck Bracer being of the number, “TI tell you that it is of no use to blow, Buck Bracer,” cried a tall, rather handsome young man who appeared to take the opposition, “ The whole affair is foolish and wrong, What had Rodney Phelps, the best fellow on the Minnesota border, done to you or me, that he should be shot down like a dog? I don’t-mind running interlopers out of the country; mind you, but no bloodshed. And I say that it was’a cow- ardly murder, whoever fired the shot,” ‘You'd better look out,” growled Black Wolf. “ Here is the captain.” Gaston Foix had crept up behind the speaker and heard his words with an evil smile upon his bandsome face. ~ “A> murder, eh, Byreton?” he said. “You are rather hard on us it seems to me.” ! “I don’t know who fired the shot,” replied Byreton, boldly, “ and what is more, I don’t care. It was a foul mur. der all the same.” . | ‘‘ Suppose J fired it, Byreton ?” ’ | “It would not change the complexion of the affair ” connie xoolks. conn) =