Nick Carter Weekly: The Little Glass Vial — page 69: what you’re looking at

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= —! c..Ctrr _— = "Well, sir?" said Moreno, smiling grimly. "Give me one week to consider." "No, Mr. Rogers, not one day. You wish to consult with Nick Carter. | must have your answer now or you will never marry Miss Bland. If you are so anxious to avoid family scandal by Saving your sister’s intended husband, pay the money right away. It will enable you to wed half a million." The young fellow struggled desperately between his honor and his feelings. "Supposing I do consent," he said, at length. "You have agreed to produce a divorce from Anita upon receipt of one hundred thousand dollars. That will take some time." "She is prepared to release you legally at once." "At once?" "Yes. If you consent to pay the money to-morrow, I shall telegraph to her to come here to arrange the affair. And now I shall not waste another moment. Do you consent? Or shall I allow her to come here and proclaim herself your wife?" "I consent," said Rogers, in a solemn tone, as if he was passing his own death sentence. "Leave me now, Moreno. I am upset by this affair. I shall be ready to-morrow." "Oh, no," said the Cuban, with a sardonic grin. "I shall not leave you now until our little business is transacted." 69 comicboolk CO