The Daughter of Anderson Crow by George Barr McCutcheon
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the identity of the coatless man on the hillside. A dozen men recognised
him as the man they were after. Putting his hands to his mouth, Anderson Crow bellowed in tones that savoured more of fright than command: "Say!" There was no response. "Will you surrender peaceably?" called the captain of the craft. There was a moment of indecision on the part of the fugitive. He looked at his companion, and she shook her head--they all saw her do it. Then he shouted back his reply. [Illustration: Then he shouted back his reply] CHAPTER III The Culprits "Ship ahoy!" shouted the coatless stranger between his palms. "Surrender or we'll fill you full of lead!" called Anderson Crow. "Who are you--pirates?" responded the fugitive with a laugh that chilled |
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