Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 49: what you’re looking at

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DISAFFECTION, 58 “Look you, my boy,” said Gaston, laying his hand upon a weapon. © This sort of thing can not go off any longer, I have watched you lately and I know that you meditate treachery to the Secret Brothers.” “Tt is false. By my own fault I am identified with this villainous party. I have given them my oath to be true to them, and that man does not live who dare accuse Jack Byreton of breaking a solemn oath. Onee: for all, the man who dared so accuse me I will kill with my own hand.” “T accuse you!” thundered Gaston Foix, drawing a pistol as he spoke. Byreton did the same and the weapons cracked at the same moment. Gaston was merely grazed, but Byre- ton, less fortunate, was shot through the fleshy part of the left shoulder. . “Put him with the other,” said Foix, as he returned his weapon to his belt. “The fool would have it, and perhaps it is better that he should get his deserts thus early. When he is better and has tried to think of it calmly he may take his chance of rope or bullet.” | “ You'd better hang Jack Byreton now,” whispered Black Wolf. “ He’s a devil when he once gets his blood up,” “T care not. Chain him down to the rocks and you ghall be his jailer. Don’t starve him, you understand, neither must you let him make a glutton of himself. Tuke good care of him.” _ © For some reason, which you dare not speak out,” cried Byreton, “ you wish to get rid of me. I warn you now to beware what you do, for I am not friendless even in this band. Let the man among you—except your man Friday and this cursed half-breed—say if I have ever wronged him.” . A murmur of dissatisfaction arose among the men, for Byreton was sometbing of a favorite. Gaston saw that a storm was brewing and half drawing a second pistol be sent a keen searching glance about the circle of dark faces as if looking for a man who dared speak out in favor of the pri- scner. Most of them were two muélh afraid of him to dare any thing, for this class of men are seldom really brave ; and Black Wolf and Buck Bracer led the prisoner away. Gaston jumped upon a log and adi:lressed the men, connicloooks.com