A Servant of Satan: Romantic Career of Prado the Assassin — page 132: what you’re looking at

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124 A SERVANT OF SATAN. CHAPTER XIII. A SAINT'S DEATH. Among the passengers who landed at Singapore a week later were Mrs. Van der Beck and Frederick. Twenty- four hours afterward they left for Hong-Kong on board the French Messageries Maritime mail steamer Tigre, having given their names as Mr. and Mrs. Muller, from Grats, Austria. — On touching at the French port of Saigon, where the steamer was to remain some twenty hours, they went on shore and, hiring a carriage, drove around thetown, which Nina was curious to visit. After inspecting the park and the magnificent palace of the governor-general, they re- paired to a fashionable restaurant, where they dined. While sipping their coffee the French waiter, who had been dazzled by a princely powrboire from Frederick, informed them that there was at that moment in the town a very good opera-bouffe troupe which gave performances every evening at a cafe chantant in the vicinity of the restaurant. He even offered to get him tickets. Nina having manifested a desire to witness the performance, they crossed the street and entered the wooden building, which was brilliantly lighted with rows of gas-jets, and took their seats in the front row of the auditorium. <A few minutes after the cur- iain had gone up a gentleman in undress uniform took the seat on the other side of Mme. Van der Beck. Frederick, glancing indifferently at him, suddenly recognized, to his horror, the municipal surgeon of the convict hospital at Noumea. He fairly shuddered as he realized what the (e(oy payicel exeXo) <3 co