Penny Dreadfuls, 1889 · page 91 of 218
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A SERVANT OF SATAN. go handsome couple as they stood there gazing at their reflec- tions in the glass. Rose was now dressed in perfect taste, and her pale-blue satin dinner dress set off her beauty to perfection. Suddenly she looked up at him with a mock- ing smile, and exclaimed, with a sneer: ‘‘What a eharming pair we are to be sure! No wonder we love each other so tenderly.” They remained a long time at table that night, sipping their wine, and for a wonder chatting peacefully and pleas- antly. Suddenly Rose jumped up and exclaimed: ‘« By the by, Frederick, I must show you a letter which I received to-day. ‘There isa kind of East Indian nabob who is staying here at the Grand Hotel. He has seen me at the opera, and writes to make me the most dazzling pro- posals,” added she, cynically. It was one of Rose’s chief delights to show her husband what she had now become; and without giving him time to say a word she ran etary. out of the room in Sie of the letter. Hardly had she disappeared behind the portiere which hung before the door than Frederick, who had suddenly grown very pale, took from his waistcoat-pocket a small cut-glass bottle filled with a colorless and transparent fluid. Bending over the table, he dropped part of its contents In the half-finished glass of green chartreuse which stood in front of Rose’s plate. With an almost supernatural cool- ness he shook the mixture, so as to amalgamate it properly, and then sank back into his chair and lit a cigar, as if to _ give himself what the Frénch call a ‘‘ countenance.” At this moment Rose ReaD Dees, holding in her hand an open letter. «Let me read this to you. It will show you that if you don’t behave I can do without you, sir,” she said. ** Nonsense, Rose! What pleasure can it afford you to be always teasing me? You are not half so bad as you try to CS co (Eloy payicel exe xe) ae) Pe) Fry