The American Marquis by Nick Carter — page 50: what you’re looking at

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46 ‘THE AMERICAN MARQUIS.” ry giving way to that insane burst of passion. No, no, let er 20.’ But, ah! what terrible thought is this that starts him to ‘his feet, the cold beads of perspiration standing thick on his forehead! What could tear that groan from his throat? “But, oh, good Heaven! good Heaven? I cannot let her meee) I a tiat" hold to her as she has to me. We are bound! Oh, why did I forget that? Why did I not remember that in time? Must my heart go back to its prison? my soul shrink back into its nothingness, after the bliss, the freedom of this night! Oh, Heaven! Is there afatein this? Must _ that angel face be ever a forerunner of the hand that shall score its bloody tracks upon my heart!” ‘The young man stopped; a storm of rage contorted his mobile features; the left hand pressed upon his breast, as if to still the beating of his heart. The struggle was short; the convulsed features resumed their repose. Not the joyous repose of the evening, but the fixed repose of the afternoon. A baleful light was in the gray eyes. ‘Is it perdition that dri ives me?” His voice was hoarse.’ ‘Well, and why not? What matters it, anyhow? It is enough I am driven. There stand the gates of Paradise open ‘to me, but I must pass through perdition to reach them. Icome. Woman, beware. When vengeance alone spurred me on, I was terrible. N ow, vengeance is but an instrument, and no demon could pe more MONEE than I in using it!” CHAPTER XIV. THE MAN WHO KILLS WITH A CLUB. The next day, when Alphonse Gorinot called. to see his new friend, the marquis, he was surprised to receive a note from that young gentleman, saying he had been called away on business of importance, but would return before long to - continue an acquaintance so happily begun. The same day, Henri Roche, impassible, grave, and stern as ever, took rooms at a quiet hotel down town. A little later he called at the Police Headquarters, and, comick YOO ‘S.com