Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: April 30, 2025
The woman confronted Keenan once more, but he fell back a step or two. "There's no need of that," he broke in angrily. "If you want the gun, I'll give it to you!" And as he spoke his arm swung down and back to his hip pocket. "Stop that!" cried Durkin sharply, as he saw the movement. "Keep those hands up, or, by heaven, I'll let you have it!"
"My dear Miss Keenan: Captain Murphy arrived on the Timaru, with the information that he had taken a chance and left our affairs in the laps of the gods and the capable hands of his understudy. It has been pretty tough sledding waiting for the next Australian steamer, but, thank God! she made port yesterday and your report of the success of your mission is before me. I thank you.
The fugitive in hiding was doubtless at ease, unsuspecting, while the noiseless search of the officers for his quarters was under way. With a thrill of excitement Keenan crept stealthily through an open passage and into the old grass-grown spaces of the quadrangle. Night possessed the place, but the cloud seemed denser than the darkness.
"No use ter ride all the way around," observed Emory Keenan. "Mought jes ez well 'light an' hitch hyar." The moon gave him the escort of a great grotesque shadow as he threw himself from his horse and passed the reins over a decrepit hitching-post near at hand. Then he essayed the latch of the small gate.
This was not without its effect on White Fang. The hair began to rise on his neck and across the shoulders. Tim Keenan gave a final shove forward and stepped back again. As the impetus that carried Cherokee forward died down, he continued to go forward of his own volition, in a swift, bow-legged run. Then White Fang struck. A cry of startled admiration went up.
Frank drew nearer Keenan, instinctively, wondering what the next movement would be. It was Pobloff's voice that first broke the silence. "This woman lies," he said, in his suavely scoffing baritone. "This woman " "Why don't you say something why don't you do something!" cried Frank, hysterically, turning to Keenan. "Ring the bell!" commanded Keenan. "It's useless the wires are cut," she panted.
"Stand by to receive your dog," was Scott's peremptory order to Cherokee's owner. The faro-dealer stooped down obediently and got a firm hold on Cherokee. "Now!" Scott warned, giving the final pry. The dogs were drawn apart, the bull-dog struggling vigorously. "Take him away," Scott commanded, and Tim Keenan dragged Cherokee back into the crowd.
She looked at him, as bewildered as the others. "That man, you'll find, is armed." "You lie you fool!" "That man, I say, is armed!" Keenan laughed, scoffingly. "Take his revolver from him!" commanded Durkin. A momentary hesitation held her back. "Take it, I say! And, by God, if he so much as moves a finger, I'll blow the top of his head off!"
Still with desperate courage the Federal leaders sought to stem the onrush of the enemy and stay the rout. "You must charge into those woods, and hold the foe until I get some guns into position," said General Pleasonton, turning to Major Peter Keenan. "I will, sir," replied Keenan. Then calmly smiling, at the head of his handful of men he rode to certain death.
"And you got the money?" "Only half of it. They hedged, and said the other half could not be paid until Pobloff's arrest. Jim, we must be on our guard against that man." "Pobloff doesn't count!" ejaculated Durkin impatiently. "It's Keenan we have to have our fight with he's the man, the offender, we want! that means only two hundred and fifty pounds!" "But that is money honestly made!"
Word Of The Day
Others Looking