The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 79: what you’re looking at

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70 THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY. Confound the fellow, will he ever wake up? I never knew such a sleeper. Perhaps the drug given him from time to time, to weaken his mind and make him more of a slave to the charms of the adventuress, has caused him to be unusually drowsy. Well, let him sleep. I can get the small valise I carry, at the last. Andrews and his charming daughter have gone in to get breakfast, I wonder how they feel this orn? As they pass me coming back, I try to read their faces. The man shows no concern, but upon the girl’s countenance I detect an uneasy expression. She has played many a desperate game for money ere now, but this is probably the first time she has been concerned in the taking of a human life. In time she will no doubt be equal to anything, but it gives her a little qualm of consclence—providing she has such a commodity. I feel a little sorry for the girl. Perhaps it is because she possesses such a be- witching face; I would not like to say otherwise. Then I remember how it was her hand from whom young Hammond received that deadly drug. That hardens my heart toward her. She has doomed him to a terrible death, the man whose ereatest fault was in loving her, not wisely but too well. A curse be upon that fair head; it is like the flashing will-o’-the-wisp, that leads men astray in the night, hovering here, enticing them on, and finally drawing them to the swamp of destruction. | Her victims will be counted by scores ere her | wicked reign is over, I grow to hate her beauty comicbooks.co ie : 7 J - i J a