Mezzoni the Brigand — page 189: what you’re looking at

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MEZZONI THE BRIGAND. 181 that he would never die upon the gallows. This was also the remark of the English detective to the local authorities, relative to the man he had captured. Glad to get away at last from those tragic scenes, Colonel Bray, with Marion and Walter Hammond, returned to England, where the young American be- came quite a lion in consideration of his gallant ad- ventures. He was already the chosen one of Mar- ion’s heart, and the old colonel, though he disliked to part with his only and well-beloved child, yet when asked for her hand by Walter, said: ‘You have won the right to demand her hand, my dear boy, and sorry as I am to lose her, still I am proud to say she is yours!”’ ‘*T will try to take good care of Marion.”’ ‘‘No one more able,’’ was the reply. As to Marion and Walter, they had settled matters between themselves long ago. ‘Our bridal trip shall be to America, Marion.”’ “Just what I should like.’’ ‘‘And when shall it be, dearest?”’ “Just when you please, dear Walter.’ “Then let it be at once;’’ and so it was consum-~ mated. Happy Marion! Happy Walter! Their trust and reliance upon each other had been tested in an or- — deal of fire. Their future lives were destined to be passed in quiet and serene bliss. But we must once more, in the closing lines with the reader, revert to vivid scenes. It wanted about a week yet to the day appointed for the execution of Alberto Corrello, when the jailer of the prison where he was confined, on going his usual rounds in the morning, found to his amaze- ment, that the brigand’s cell was empty. Entering Eomicbooks