Octavia's Pride; or, The Missing Witness — page 176: what you’re looking at

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166 OOTAVIA'S PRIDE there is the more need of caution. How do you know it is her” Maurice was here obliged to Fenbat what he had bineatly . told. | | ‘““Go and sit down, Will,” said the lady, in a tone of gentle authority. ‘‘ Sit down there in the ladies’ waiting- room, and I will go myself and look the place over, to be certain if the man on the coach box was he.” é ‘“T cannot bear to trust myself an inch away from you, dear Jane,” faltered the lad. ‘“What if he should come?” nie ‘1 shall not leave the building.” And in her prompt, resolute, collected fashion, Jane West walked around the building along the promenade, peering sharply into every nook, and closely scanning the face of every man she met. Sharp-eyed .as she was, she — did not know that a keen ear caught every word of her last speech, and the great door of the luggage room, half opened, as it had been carelessly left, concealed the man in the old cloak, who slipped out the rear door upon the street, and spoke a sharp sentence into the coachman’s ear, while he thrust a sovereign into his hand. Jane was thorough usually in whatever task she undertook, IT ind- ing no trace of the object she sought, she crossed down and went. around out of their sight on the other side of - the building. The boy stood in the door-way of the ladies’ waiting- room, trying to look calm and collected, and Maurice waited a little without, half vexed with himself for haying meddled at all with the matter. While the lady was still absent, the coachman who had brought them came hastily across the building oe the direction where she had disappeared. ‘The lady says you are to come as quick as possible to my coach, and let me drive you to a place where she will meet : (¢ o f | SAT ee ii ~~. cComicboo KS: ‘ : A . Ts . wy ‘ ; < ty Acs Ri