Despard, the Spy: Or, The Fall of Montreal — page 81: what you’re looking at

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MAGIC AND MARVELS. 79 Where is my sword? Give me but that, and then bring in your ruffian brawlers, one at a time, ‘and | I will face them.” “Tie redéeming quality in your bad life, Marlot Dujardin, is a certain kind of bravery. You do not fenr death, ‘but only because you ‘believe death to be annihilation.” Your sword shall be returned to you soon, when you have léavé to depart. At present, I ‘havé something more to show you.” ““T will see no more.” “You must ; you spend a part of the night fn this house. You shall be éafe. I promise that. But if you see sights which ‘make ‘your false heart quake, as you shall ‘sée ‘them, it will be because you are guilty of innocent blood. ‘Youder is a room. Pass in, and’ spend the hour in sleep, if you “ean.” “T will not.” “ Beware, I tell you.” oe you refuse, [ will have you selzed and’ chained’ to'the bed.’ Take care you do not force me to do this, or you may have cause to repent it.” ” What right have you to detain me ?” “The right of the stronger; you are in my power,” she said, — “T'll not endure it.” “Go; then. ‘I do not oppose you. Leave the house.” He turned to go away; but, to his surprise, no door was to be seen. Except on the side upon which the pictures had been shown, which was white, the room was paneled in oak. But, in the hundred Panels, who could tell where the door atood ? Pee: a “At least I have you here,” he cried, seizing her suddenly. “ Your body’ shall be my ransom.” “ Gabriel, appear!” she cried. As she said this, Dujardin received a terrible blow, which felled Kim to the earth; ‘senseless, When he rose to his feet, he found the blood trickling from a wound in his’ ‘forehead. He was alone it thé rdom sho, ‘not ‘alone, ‘for ghostly fotms seémed to flit'dbout Hit on every lidnd, and, even as he looked, the wall of’ the ToOns Tightened: suddenly, and he saw anottier pletirg =" ‘ comiclboookS.G©