Despard, the Spy: Or, The Fall of Montreal — page 60: what you’re looking at

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58 DEAPARD, THE 6PY. taken pains to instruct Wilton on these points, and the young man knew the course before them. They passed under the wall of a gloomy ballding at which Wilton looked with considerable interest. ' You are looking at your late residence,” said ‘Despard, laughing very low. “How did you like it? (Wilton, as stated, had been a prisoner ‘on’ his previous visit ‘to Mon: treal.) “Not at all. It is not noted for the comfort it allows to guests, and their rooms are rather narrow, and the beds hard. It would have been the ‘less endurable, but that the presence of an angel lightened it.” “Being a lover, you of course: ‘can’ mean no other angel than Marie’D’Arigny.”””’” “ She visited me in the whois old sbisk when I was al- most ready to despair. Ido not care to describe my sensa- tions when the door opened for her entrance. We had not understood each other until then. Indeed, except for the fact that I was in prison, and condeimmued to die, I might never have spoken. But [ cunld ‘not help it-then.” The building they were passing was the strong prison of the post, in which Wilton had been confined, until saved by the hands of Despard, Maurie, and other friends.) “You would not ‘like to go ‘in and see Fh old room, I suppose 2 “Not at/all. . Come on.” | _ ‘They relapsed into silence and walk sd ori; side by side. Though taking pains to avoid the guards, they did not’suc- ceed. Turning the corner of a street they came suddenly upon 8 watoli-fire. Before wap 8 could: Tetreat: a were chess lenged. “ What shall we do?” a ‘3 “ Impudence to our rescue. | Come on. Tq _ 8 pass foe myself and far you.” — “Ha! How did you get it r : “Phe Governor himeelf gave it to me upon my: represént- ing that T was &@ sort of doctor, Practicing ope haut OOF en: ‘Tdo wy wer way.” aia ae, “Yoh eball son” | teeth bail Sa getlaasy CoOmicoool|kS.€©