Despard, the Spy: Or, The Fall of Montreal — page 83: what you’re looking at

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YOUR PASSES, GENTLEMEN. 81 back of Gabriel as he mounted the steps. But that worthy man: had faced about and stood on his guard. “Go lhe said. “ You will not kill me to-bight.” With a muttered curse, Dujardin thrust his sword into the » scabbard, and walked away. He had not gone half a dozen blocks when two men passed him, As they did so, he heard the nanre, of Mari¢ spoken by one of them, He was a man who never forgot a face or figure, and looking closely at the speaker, ven in the darkness he thought he could niake out the form of Wilton. Approaching them, he took the pyivi- lege, as officer of the night, to demand their names and buai- ness. “And who are you?” said the first man, who was Deapard. “What do you want with us ” “Tam Major Dujardin, and I am officer of the night. I demand your passes.” “You shall have them, major. It seems to m¢, however, that my name ought to be sufficient.” “And what is your name ?” “Andrew Despard.” “Diable! How came you out on auch a night as this ? Look you here—you have betrayed me.” “Tn what manner ?” “ Others have the secrets which you have held. I know it, becatts¢e this very night they have been revealed to me by at least two persons.” “Did they say they had the Knowledge ‘from me, Major Dujardin ?” 46 No. ” “'Phey néver had ‘their knowledge from me, whoever they thay be. And yet, there is some one in Montreal who knows my history: how, I can not tell, Shiall we pass on i “ Not until I séé your passes.” ee “T thought my name a sufficient pass.” “Tt isnot, however.” ” “Very good. Take us to head-quarters,” “ That is unnecessary.” “By no means. IT have & little tale to tell the Governor, He will be’ Biricns: ho doubt." Here is my mas. h is ie agin ' cComicbhooOoks. Conn