The American Marquis by Nick Carter — page 146: what you’re looking at

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oe _ x xo would dare anything for such a lovely creature as 142 THE AMERICAN MARQUIS. young woman confide in him. “T “M with all my heart.” She shook her head sadly, and her eyes filled with tears. “So do I; but he makes me do his will. He makes you do it, too.” She looked at him questioningly. ‘* Just now; but the time will come.’ Alphonse spoke bravely. ' He was ae to make the re € 4 €n5 7 - 4 4 - sy. 3 a =) a? . a CONS - pile gee » sms % # - _ +, Partly because he was a little in love, and partly because — he thought he might learn something useful about Clinton. ‘* You look like a br ave man, i << I can act like one.’ ““Oould you? Could you? bok, no, you would not dare.” ‘“Would not dare what? Speak out. Do not be afraid, you.” “Oh, don’t say such things. He might come. And if he should hear you he would Again she broke off in a fright. ‘ Is he so very dreadful, then?” asked Alphonse, nerv- ously. She listened intently a moment, then sprang to her feet, and threw off a large shawl in which she had been wrapped. | She was in full dress. She was arrayed exactly as Grace had been the night of ee a ee ee ee ee her wedding with Clinton. Alphonse was dazzled by the splendor of her animal beauty. «You see me?” She turned around with a sort of fierce disdain. rf Yes} and you are the most beautiful woman I ever did see.” She looked pleased, but pointed hurriedly to one of her plump shoulders. A black-and-blue spot was;plainly visible. | She suddenly stopped, listened, caught up the shawl, and, wrapping herself in it, threw herself on the lounge. “Stand over there. Don’t tell him I took the shawl oft. 33 It was another false alarm. eeRone was by this time in a perfect fever of anxiety. Comicbooks- com