A Daughter of Delilah — page 216: what you’re looking at

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RUN TO EARTH. 207 tones, ‘‘and am here to arrest you on the charge of mur- der! Isabel Russell, you are my prisoner! You killed Stimson, the manager of the Frivolity.’’ Almost before he had ceased speaking, she sprang with the agility of a wild-cat to an escritoire, wherein was secreted a pistol. One swift movement, and it was pointed full at the heart of Detective Hawkley. ‘“‘Curse you for a meddler!’’ she hissed, firing with deadly precision. ‘‘No mortal man shall stand in my path !’’ There was a sharp report, and Hawkley pitched to the carpet, a bullet in his breast, while Jabez Alston sank limp and helpless onto a lounge before the fiendish fury who towered before him in place of the beautiful Isabel who had bewitched him! With one glance of withering contempt, she again raised the pistol, whispering, in a voice that sounded like a ser- pent’s hiss: ‘And you, you miserable old dotard! Why should I spare you to tell tales. I have fooled you to the top of your bent, equally as I fooled your son.”’ ‘‘Isabel!’’ he gasped, in abject fear. ‘‘Die! you maudlin old idiot!”’ Jabez Alston made a dive for the portieres, justas a bullet was embedded in the wall, and plunged into the arms of his son. With a bound, Edward Hawley reached the side of the frenzied woman and knocked the pistol from her hand. She flew at him with the fury of a tigress,. tearing his clothing and flesh with her teeth and fingers. The lovely witch was transformed into a she-devil! At sight of the GOMmicdooks (E(©) =)