Penny Dreadfuls, 1891 · page 87 of 321
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SEALED LIFS 79 that can happen to you, mademoiselle, is complete loss of voice for fifteen days.” “If mademoiselle will allow me todo so,” said Patrice, “she shall be at home in ten minutes. I will undertake it.” “How can you do it?” asked all three, sick at heart. “It is very simple. You will see.” The young man had already abandoned Madame Sauval to her fate, and being near a seat on the Boulevard Malesherbes, where the little band had rested for a moment, he sat down there for a few seconds, and then returned, walking with as sure a foot as if on a carpet. “Come, mademoiselle,” said he, taking Jenny’s arm. Nobody protested, as is the case when a man of will announces his purpose. The young people moved away rapidly; it seemed as if they had wings as they sped by the gas-lights, which reflected their figures like a mirror. After a few threatening slips of his companion, the young man, whose step was as firm as a rock, took a sudden resolution, and putting his arm abovt the young girl’s waist, he almost carried her along with him. “Monsieur,” said she, more confused than angry, “you do not think what you are doing.” “No,” replied he, slackening his pace, “I do not. -JT am only thinking of getting you out of this as quickly as possible. Have confidence in me,” GEomicbookssco