The American Marquis by Nick Carter — page 73: what you’re looking at

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

‘THE AMERIUAN MARQUIS. | C9 _and by he could uncover his sorrow. Then would be time enough to contemplate it and his future. And it was easy to forget with Grace ever at his side. She said little of her love, but he could read it in every breath she drew, every beat of her heart. Often he would look up and find her eyes fixed wistfully on him as if studying his inmost nature. ‘‘ Well, little woman, what do you see on my heart?” pA es ene Me OAS —_—_ “GRACE, scare HE SAID, ONE DAY, ‘‘I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE.” The wistful look would change into a bright glance of answering love. ~ “Oh,” she might reply, ‘‘it’s written all over with ‘I love you? ” ‘*So it is, my Grace, and everything sia is crowded out.” ‘Grace darling,” he said, one day, ‘‘I have a confession to make.” : comicbooks (G()