Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 56: what you’re looking at

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60 THE GIRL TRAILER. ‘ do not know what has been done with Rodney Phelps I will shoot you where you stand.” At the words ‘ Secret Brothers’ the man turned more ghastly than ever.’ Jennie, who was watching his face in tently, saw that she had hit the mark. “T hope that you will tell me what I ask quietly, for nothing else will save your life. Your face tells me that you are a villain. Very well any fate will do for you. I will either shoot you down where you stand or drive you before me to Hunt’s, where I will give you up to the vigilance committee. Doubtless your face will be. known to some of them.” The proposition seemed to strike new terrors into the * breast of this man, who looked wildly about him as if for some avenue of escape. Once his right hand dropped: to the pistol in his belt but as Jennie raised her rifle without a word and drew a fine bead on him he gave up the idea of drawing a weapon. “See here, girl,” he dohdea *{ don’t know any thing about this matter, and if you kill»me you kill an innocent man. I heard the shot when I was coming through the woods, and when I got to the cabin there wasn’t a man anywhere in sight. Vd tell you more if I could, under the persuasion of a leveled rifle, but if you kill me you don’t get any more out of me.” “ Very well; I must believe you, I suppose, so I will take you down to Hunt’s and give you up to the Vigilantes.” “Hold on!” he cried. “That isn’t a fair shake, you know. Didn’t you say that if I'd tell all I knew you would not trouble me ?” ‘You don’t seem to know any thing, my friend,” said Jen- nie. “If you can brush up your memory a little 1 ial find it in my, heart to let you go.” “You'll drive me too fur yet,” hissed the man, wildly, “IT won't go to Hunt's for any one, much less a slip of a girl,” “ Perhaps, in your wanderings, you may have heard of wild Jen Carroll ?” she said. ‘“T have,” he said, earnestly. “And I give in. See here; I cave al once and hav’n’t gota word to say for myself— Cconmicloooks.comnn