A Servant of Satan: Romantic Career of Prado the Assassin — page 43: what you’re looking at

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> A SERVANT OF SATAN. 85 light of a daintily furnished drawing-room. Dressed in a marvelous composition of white velvet and old lace, with fragrant gardenias nestling in her bosom and in her soft, golden hair, her low bodice displayed to great advantage the marble whiteness and perfect outline of her bust. ‘¢ Nonsense, nonsense,” cries a cheery voice from the bal- cony where Frederick von Waldberg has been enjoying his after-dinner weed. With a light-hearted laugh he flings his half-burnt cigar into the street and steps into the room. Approaching his wife he encircles her slender waist with his arm and draws her curly head upon his shoulder. ‘‘Dare to repeat, now, you perverse little woman, that you aresad. What ails you? Have you not all you can wish for, including a devoted slave of a husband who has given up everything for you, and is only governed by your ‘sweet will?” ‘Yes, dear, yes, dear,” murmurs Rose, gently disengag- ing herself from his embrace, ‘‘ but you can’t think how it pains me to know that it is 1 who have been the cause of your quarrel with your father—and then the future is so un- certain. We have not very much money left, and how we shall ep ah to keep up this establishment is more than I can tell.” ‘«¢Never mind; leave that tome. I will find the means somehow or other; only don’t fret,” replies Frederick, in a low voice. ‘‘As long as you continue to love me every- thing will be all right. You are not yet tired of me, Weib- chen, are you?” | - She laughs saucily, but there is a queer light in her dark- blue eyes as she seats herself again at the piano and runs her fingers dreamily over the keys. | Three months have elapsed since the’ burglary at Gen. von Waldberg’s Neapolitan residence, and some eight or ten weeks since Count and Countess Frederick von Waldberg have taken up their quarters in Paris, They live recklessly “Eomicboo <S) (e(0) ——)