Penny Dreadfuls, 1900 · page 31 of 261
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~ P : ' ; ly Srihnit fail ‘and Without noise. You henes ” 4 ee ys “All right! I’m good for a dozen Dick Dewan naan i are we to fetch him? To the ‘Den, or on board the Raven?” — . “On board the Raven. See that it’s all done on the quiet, 3 Monks—I don’t want a stir made. That is all—you ean gO back to your game.” ik — ri He turned away and walked doer the dark passage. _ eee ‘fore he reached the end a door opened, a stream of 2 et poured forth, and there was a woman’s glad cry. WE fade aN “T knew your step, Roysten. Who would have looked for you so soon? Come in—supper is ready and waiting.” ey Two warm arms went round his neck; two impetuous ie” : me his; two strong little hands drew him in and shut the ee oor. ee “And I am as. hungry as a bene Carlotta; so. let | us Pian it as soon as may be, my girl.” Sey hg! ih. att a2 a : It was a smaller room than the feeb nea Be 0 cozy and comfortable for such a place. A carpet covered the floor, . ene ie the chairs were cushioned, a plump, white bed stood in a cor ; : ~ ner, there were pictures on the wall, books on shelves, a fire in a little cook-stove, and a mirror over the rude naaitel: a large lamp Iit it brightly, glittering on a well-spread supper - table and on the small, slender figure ‘of the woman | who stood — beside it. henge A very small and slender fede a little dace Senta e— ey - 4 ‘I with great black eyes, jet-black hair, and a dark, olive skin. i - A darkly beautiful creature, with a passionate, Southern — face, dressed in: a rich robe of crimson silk, and with Jewels flashing on her thin, dark hands. . °°. “\. 2923 2 Roysten Darrell ee off his loose great-coat Pe ated Gl : himself at the table. The little Creole beauty poured outa — 9 cup of fragrant chocolate and pushed all the dainties on the © i board before him. | A “T have news for you to-night, Carlotta,” he said, i lag at once, with a reckless rapidity that was characteristic of | the man, into his unpleasant revelations. “I am going to be married. % | ; ee . The ereat black eyes dilated—the thin, red isaac sprang apart. | vine a a “Tl am mothe to be EBL Carlota’ manana ae a re: heiress, my girl. A little, wishy-washy school-girl, fresh Lee the nursery, whom I have never seen Six times in my life What do you think of that?” ne dat “I don’t understand,” the woman Carlotta sid he er di ~ ie ; bINE A day AM . yal ihe ' atl, a i \" ; ' “rel bye vi KI vi \ Ba Te ay! he ed St a Mt CU ny AY , a7 mh f - (Ws Sa ps pe 4! Doc pape ig 4 ay Wai a Ny re mM Ve A De a ) a 4 ¢ 0] O oo <S f ys ( ) ) WA"A Te > ( i : pr _| = as a : : “ae Yee th: ay Wa Ree, rs ree f' ¥ 4 7 , ‘ ie <u #4 a ‘ h \ | epte cof Oba i - PY