Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 92: what you’re looking at

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4 DEADWOOD DICK. everything all right, I'll return to help you search for yeur “3 er,” _* “Very well, sir. But first. come with me. You bought in the stock, I hear, even though I did not give the direc- tions. You did right. You were still acting in my interests. You shall lose nothing by serving me as you have.” He led the way to the Rossitur cabin, and they entered, Procuring a lantern and lighting it, the millionaire mine- owner raiscd a trap-door in the floor and descended a ladder, bidding Dick to follow him. They soon stood in a huge cellar, which extended far be- yond the cabin in the direction of the grave. “The grave,” Farmer went on to expiain, “is really a pert of the cellar, done off to suit the purpose I intended it for. I found a dead miner, and worked him to answer in my_place, I dogged you constantly, and when you wanted money you got it.” “J did. Did you fight with Gold Brick, as you were to do?” “J stood up and let her shoot at me, and played off Gead. She never approached me after I fell. But come; for you know enough about this. The light in the grave was produced by prepared phosphorus.” ‘They ascended to the cabin and became seated at the “Now, then, to settle up. How much do I owe you?” “Nothing. Here is the certificate of the stock, and two hundred and twenty thousand dollars.” And he laid the money and paper on the table. Jason Farmer crammed them into his vest pocket, and _ took a compact package from his coat pocket. “There. Take that. Don’t look at it until you need it,” | The rising, he blew out the light and left the cabs Dick doing likewise, From the cabin Dick struck Cconmicloooks.comn) -{