The American Marquis by Nick Carter — page 24: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

20 _- ‘PHE AMERICAN MARQUIS. but could distinguish no words. ‘The answer of the brother was more distinct. Very. well, Madame Hastings, we'll deal with him very tenderly.” oe eae musical laugh mingled with the harsher tones of the four men, who seemed to see'a joke in the speech. “Fave you a.pillow for him, so he will sleep well,” he could now hear her say, as she apparently followed the men in the hall. — ** Qh, yes, the pillow is provided,” was the answer, accom- - panied by another laugh, subdued this time. | Clinton paid no heed to the words then, or to the laugh. He was conscious only that the woman he so strangely loved — _ was speaking—speaking of him. He remembered the words afterward. The man who had brought him entered the room and ad- dressed him. «« Are you ready now?” ‘<T suppose so.” ‘““T leave you now. My bribes will accompany you on the journey home.” ‘Very well.” . «You do not ask for your money?” ““T do not want it.” ‘¢ What?” ‘<1 do not want the money.” ‘Do not want it; and why, monsieur?” «« Because it is the woman—my wife—I now want.” “You cannot have her, so you might as well take the money.” | sg will not have the money. I will some day have my wite . The man laughed. <« Have your will,” he said. ‘* But at least my part shall be faithfully performed. You will be given the money out-.— side. Throw it away if you will then.” _ JT will throw it away.’ ‘‘Come,” said a voice new to Clinton—not the voice of a } gentleman. It was too rough.” Clinton was loth to go, but made no manifestation of any such feeling. He had promised. Down the stairs again and out at the same door he had entered. Clinton counted his way out as carefully as he had comicbooks.com