Despard, the Spy: Or, The Fall of Montreal — page 89: what you’re looking at

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THE ‘SENTENOZ, 87 - “You, Doctor Andrew Despard, and you, Conrad Dumont, | upon your own confession, are adjudged guilty of death by this council. It remains for me to pass sentence upon’ you. You will proceed from this place to the prison, and ‘from that prison you will be led out to-morrow at eight o'clock in- the morning to the place of execution, and ‘there hanged by the neck till you are dead; and may the Saints have mercy on your souls.” The stern guard closed in about them arid conducted them again’ to prison. The room in which they were to be confined was a strong one, in the center of the buiiding—a room which, even if the prisoner managed to break, would leave’ him within the prison still. . They heard the heavy bolts and bars fall, and ‘knew that all hope was gone, It was their last day on earth. : : Despard lay dawn upon the hard bed and hid his face. Conrad crouched at his feet, like a faithful dog. It was his nature to give up all for: the master he loved, as a servant never Joved master before in all his time. A fearful thing is it to wait in prison for the death which comes upon the morrow | “DeSpard had nerved himself to meet his fate, and yet it was terrible. He had been more happy since he had the love and sympathy of Marie and her lover. He had even dreamed of a life: which, while it' could never be truly happy, would be better‘than his career for the past years. All those hopes were ashes now. “I should like to’ see Dujardin once’ before 4 die,” snid Despard. “TI shiould like to have him know what it is which has blocked his way'so much since hé came ‘to R vscardedg “You can write it,” said Conrad. “fT will do it,’ said he. ° “He shall know that it: is the avetiger of Terese who ge him and one his life bitter to hidin J? eek ¥ el Bs The jailer came in, br inging them food. NK either ‘had much appetite.’ The fellow stood by until ‘they pushed’ the dishes back, and thew took them up to' ‘go.’ _ Despard leoked ‘ith in the ‘free. OW Your name ia Justi June,” said’ he. “ Come’ here.’ J wish to speak. to you.” ota aE bee SERN Se cCoMmicboookS.Gc©