Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 242 of 329
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JOSE. 935 this very afternoon. From all I can see so far, so urgent are the circumstances that——” Mary suddenly, as if overpowered by a flood of painful emotions, raised her hand to her forehead and sprang up from her seat. “Let me have time, sir, and rest,” she replied, walking rapidly to the other side of the room. Into McGregor’s face leaped the shadow of a torturing pang. “It was at your own request that you were taken back to the fort, Mary,” he said, after a momentary pause; “you consented deliberately and without force to our union—but I swear to you by my mother’s grave, even now I would relieve you of the promise you ‘made me, if J could think of any way by which to secure your stay for the time to come, of which none can tell what may betide us. Allin the house have been apprised of the danger that is drawing nigh and the force of men who are to escort us to the justice selected. In view of to- morrow’s event Hattie has actually prophesied the total destruction of all the redskins in the Moro Valley and the domestics are reveling in the con- templation of to-morrow’s feast. Mr. Brown, the only one who can be spared, must leave to obtain aid——” “Let me have time, then, until to-morrow morn. ing,” replied the girl, in a faltering voice, while her features plainly betrayed the inward struggle to quell her turbulent emotions. McGregor regarded her in silence a short time, then approaching her, he allowed his hand to rest lightly upon her shoulder for the space of a second. “Reflect for yourself, and let your decision be governed by your own judgment, Mary; I shall say Gomicbooks.co