Beautiful Rienzi; or, The secret vendetta — page 234: what you’re looking at

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BEAUTIFUL RIENZI. 229 expect me to trust to you, whom I know to be a bitter ene- my, without any proof of your good faith?” ‘‘T have no proof, if the letter I brought was none. I told her that you woald not trust yourself with me, and she said the letter I was the bearer of would be sufficient. Miss Ivanilla, I have delivered my message, and I have been re- fused. I will go ba;k to her and say so.” “No, you shall not?’ Texclaimed. ‘‘ Her letter shall be sufficient. I will gc.” ‘Why did Miss Iienzi hesitate so long?” returned the man, fixing his wild Bohemian eyes searchingly on my face. ‘‘Was she waiting for the eyes to come which would spy? How many legs has ;jhe employed to give chase?” “TY employed norie but the eyes of God to watch us. Hvade them if you cin, Ralph Morecombe.” “Ah! I was hoping that villain, Nelson, would lurk within reach of my hand,” said the old Italian, clenching his fist and shaking ft at Silverlea in a sudden paroxysm of fury. ‘‘How I would have gripped his varlet throat. How I would have hustled him over the rock into the last trough he’d ever wallow in. He to smite me—the dog!” ‘¢T am ready to follow you,” I said, in a mild voice. He glanced at me less fiercely, then started at a rapid pace along the beach toward the village, I following close behind. Presently we struck the road which leads to Ranelagh, and there, tied to a tree, I saw the brown horse and carriage whose acquaintance my readers have made before. I came to a determined stand. ‘‘ Before I proceed farther, [ must demand some proof that this is not a conspiracy to put me in the power of Mrs. Ringwood!” I exclaimed. ‘Your sister wrote that letter. Would she have told you to rush into danger? I have no proof, madam; I do not wish you to come. If you are still afraid, I will go without you.” He deliberately climbed into the carriage, took up the reins, and turned into the high-road. He seemed quite ready to drive off without me. I allowed him to proceed until I was quite sure he would leave me, then J called to him: ‘<Come back.” | ‘«¢ Are you coming, then?” CORNUCG OOO S (©)