Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 76: what you’re looking at

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98 DEADWOOD DICK. “Shut up,” Raymond growled. “Boys, take your places at the mouth of the cave, and allow no one to pass under of losing your lives!” The men. obeyed, taking turms in pacing to and fro across the entrance. Raymond turned to old Sol, who was seated by the fire, smoking his grimy pipe. “What’s the matter with you, old man? Why haven't you been to work?” he demanded. “Every stage for two weeks has been fat.” “I’ve had the rheumatism, so I couldn’t lead, an’ ther boys. wouldn’t go it alone. I reckon ye better take charge of.’em, capt’in.” “So. I intend to do, temporarily. By the way,”—and he turned to Dick—“suppose you just hand over a matter of ney which you won from me to-day?” Sorry, but I cannot accommodate you, Raymond. I not bring it with me; suspecting treachery on your the outlaw, for such Stephen Ray- and had been, since coming to Right 1 Stryker had managed things for him me!” he cried. “You have the money 5 & oO & bi ui E E * * J e& Fs Hl sb sé “Then ‘procured 4 blanket and rolled +himself in the cave, and was soon in a drunken ComieloOokks.conn