Despard, the Spy: Or, The Fall of Montreal — page 84: what you’re looking at

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82 DESPARD, THE SPY. It was not yet late, and Dujardin looked it over by the light of a lamp in a window near which they stood. “‘ Doctor Despard sod assistant.’ Very well; let your as- sistant step forward , I must see his face,” he said. : ~ © Why do you wish to see his face?” _ “That is nothing to you. I tell you I suspect you very grievously, Doctor Despard. Come forward, sir, If there is nothing wrong here, there is no reason why I siowld not see your face.’ “Vraiment,” said Wilton, “any thing you cavore. But, upon my word, you astonish me.” He came close up to the major, whu removed the cloak and peered {nto his face. Before he had. time to utter a cry of surprise, he was seized by the throat and ;yurted to the ground. A terrible struggle touk place, and Dujarain managed to get his mouth free ad shout for assistancy. There was no help forit now. A dagger gleamed im atr, and Mariot Dujardin had seen his last of earth, but that s man ran out of a house near which the struggle took piace, and seized the arm. of Despard. “Run for it,” cried the spy ; ‘ fam taken.” Wilton saw that his friekd nad now three men upon him, and that.a dozen more were hurrying up f m. different points. There was nothing for it but to run, and . ‘tempt his rescue afterward ‘f possible. -He darted down a side street, leaving his friend str ruggling with an overwhelming force of his ene- mies. Ss It cut Wilton to the heart to be forced to do this, but he knew thai Despard would not misjudge him. Several men et the fugitive a short distance, and then gave it up. Despard was over powerea by this time, and was stand- ing, held back by cach arm, facing Dujardin. _ “ Ab-ha!” cried the latter. “So you are a apy ?T would have given five of the best years of my life to know. this. be- fore.” “The minutes of your life would have een numbered, but for these,” replied. Dears eternly.. “ i is well for you that yondet ped yt ~dag A HELA Ay BeTTeH as ‘vengeance, fs stire to'dr tes BEE a hom eal “T have you—I have you! Devil, who will believe your COMiGsIoOoks (C@)