Beadle's Dime Novels No. 38: The Wrong Man — page 84: what you’re looking at

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58 THE WRONG MAN. Scroggs, shutting his eyes a moment, as if to deliberate upom it, “ please proceed.” “ He was going at an all-fired gallop, but the man coming behind him was going at an all-fireder one.” “Who was this man?” “The one that was follering ” “The same.” Dodge looked as if he disliked intensely to answer the question, but seeing that no good could come from hesitating, replied : “The prisoner at the bar, Charles Dudley.” At this juncture the shoemaker was noticed to rub his eyes vigorously and weep profusely. Much speculation was caused by this unexpected occurrence; but, on inquiry, it turned out that he had just been blowing his nose on the handkerchief which had received the tobacco-juice Nathan _ Dodge had ejected into his pocket, a portion of which gettin in his eyes, made the weeping entirely involuntary upon hi part. “Haye you any thing more to say, Mr. Dodge?” Mr. Scroggs, waiting, with pen in hand, to take down reply. “Yes; Tye a good ’eal.” “ Please let us hear it, then.” “Tp the first place, I’m certain Charles Dudley didn’t kill Ned Overton.” “ How do you know he didn’t ?” “How do I know he didn’t?” repeated the peddler, ‘fetched up,” for a moment, by this pointed question. “Why, I know he didn’t.” “ We'll spare you the trouble of your repeated animad- yersions and derogotations. You may retire if you have nothing further to say.” “T have something further to say,” repeated the peddler, doggedly. “In the next place, if Charles Dudley did kill Ned Overton, he done right, for he was running off with his gal, and I should like to know—” “That will do, I tell you,” said Scroggs, looking as threat- ening as a thunder-cloud. “Which of you wovldn’t do the same thing to get his gul? comiclooks.com