Summary

Burt L. Standish Frank Merriwell's Pursuit; Or, How to Win

One was Del Norte, pale from loss of blood, yet with a murderous light gleaming in his eyes. Another man was Red Ben, who stood with folded arms, silently watching. The third man was unknown to Merry.
The Mexican uttered an exclamation of satisfaction as he saw Frank's eyes unclose.
"At last he is conscious," said Del Norte. "I wished him to have his reason when he died. Look you, dog of a gringo, your time has come. I bear many wounds on my body and limbs made by the knife in your hand. You have only one scratch on your knuckles. But soon you will have this knife of mine in your heart!"
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Burt L. Standish Frank Merriwell's Pursuit; Or, How to Win

One glance at his eyes was enough for Dade, who knew instantly that they were the same eyes he had seen peering through the transom of the Bowery hotel.
This was Frank Merriwell's deadly enemy, a monster who would hesitate at no crime in order to injure the youth he so bitterly hated. This was the man who had twice attempted to destroy the life of Inza Burrage. This was the man who had poisoned Watson Scott at the Waldorf and had nearly brought about the death of Warren Hatch in an automobile smash-up.
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Burt L. Standish Frank Merriwell's Pursuit; Or, How to Win

Stooping over the cot, Merriwell spoke in his gentlest tones.
"How are you, my poor boy?" he said. "They would not let me see you before, saying it was best that you should be quiet and unexcited."
From amid the bandages a soft voice answered:
"They tell me I shall get well, Señor Merriwell, but I shall be horribly scarred during all the rest of the life which I may live. It is good to live, but it is terrible to be hideous." [Pg 247]
"I am sorry for you, Felipe," declared Merry, in a tone that told of the utmost sincerity.
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