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Frank Merriwell's Bravery

Chapter 7 IN JAIL.

Word Count: 1403    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

along the main street of the town. It was declared a mean trick on Hank's part, and some excited fellows were for rese

on the bug-juice when it was red," and they finally co

onfined in a cell, and he began to rea

ol and collected, but now, when he came to think the matter over, his ang

thing, he did not wonder that t

stated, plundered, robbed, and murdered in a most infamous manner,

had looked straight into our hero's fa

into which he had been thrust. "She believed she spoke the t

es chafed

things on me, now that they h

and he called to the guard, askin

said the guard "He didn't take it from t

oved when he retu

rec

hurry. I am tired of

, to pace the

aped death at the hands of the mob because I had friends at hand to fight for me, and because Hank Kildare is utterly fearless

f the wounded banker would again inflame the passions of

forcing their way in here, and

f such a death. Frank felt that he could no

could not fight for himself. Must he remain

ted me," he whispered. "I shall be

ff appeared, accompanied by Burchel J

asked Jones, as he peered at the

Do you think I'm in ther habit o'

you see, this fellow is dangerous-ver

ld as milk sense he

e you have handled so many desperate criminals a

re gr

eye that he had rather cut a throat than eat a square meal. The peculiar shape of his lips denote blood-thirstiness, and his nose, which seems rather finely formed to the casual observer, is the nose of a person utterly without conscience. His forehead indicates a certain order of intelligence, but this simply makes him all the more dangerous. He

terally

er before dreamed that I was suc

ting a key to the

disarmed?" asked t

ep

e, but I should not remove those irons. It

hy

creature cannot be held too fast. There

entered the cell, and removed t

lly. "They were beginning to get i

er yer," said the sheriff. "He sw'ars thar has been a mistake made,

en," smiled Frank. "All

ll do their best to get his neck out of the noose; but he is

k Harry, so don't yer worry," growled Kildare, who h

ied by Miss Dawson;

nothing; but he spo

's talk in town about lynchin', but they don't take yer out o' hyar so long as I kin handle

k is a square deal and a fair show. I know it looks

es laughed,

e, but left the cell, lo

his eye bulge. He asked if that was the regular fare in

! I wonder why they have left me alone so

red, and was admitted to the cell. The Irish l

it if th' spalpanes will let yez alone ter-noight. Av th

g. "You are my friend through thick and thin. But, say,

enough, and, at last reports it wur said he

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