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WOLVES THROWING OFF DISGUISE 30d wildly around her; then, all the tremendous truth flashing to her recollection and all the incidents of her position re- curring vividly to her comprehension, she gave vent to another loud, long, and piercing scream. ‘ Foolish irl! I have told thee that thy cries are vain,” said the marquis, going straight up to her and looking her full in the face. ‘‘ Will you be mine, I say, voluntarily? Will you yield of your own accord, and accept my hand, my fortune, my title — ”’ But scream upon scream thrilled from the maiden’s lips; and the marquis, stamping his foot with rage, was bursting forth into violent threats, when suddenly the door be- tween this and the first room of the suite was thrown violently open, and Sir Douglas Huntingdon sprang into the presence of the startled nobleman and his intended victim. “ Release this young lady immediately,’’ exclaimed the baronet, laying his hand upon the collar of the marquis. i What! you, Huntingdon, thus to interfere with the pursuits of an old friend?’”’ faltered Leveson, not knowing what to think of the intrusion. “Let us not bandy words,” said the baronet, sternly; ‘you see that I am, resolute. Come, I understand not pre- cisely the mechanism of this chair, but I command you to release Miss Louisa Stanley forthwith.” The nobleman saw that Huntingdon was not only in earnest, but also fully bent upon the deliverance of the maiden; and accordingly, with a hand trembling as if sud- denly palsied, the marquis touched the spring which instanta- neously released our heroine from her captivity. Falling at the feet of Sir Douglas Huntingdon in he enthusiasm of her joy at this sudden and _ providential liberation, Louisa took his hand and pressed it with all the fervour of her young heart’s gratitude. The baronet hastened to raise her; and fixing his eyes upon the marquis, who stood by pale and trembling with rage, he said, ‘‘ Nothing of all this shall be known if you permit Miss Louisa Stanley to depart from your house without any further attempt at molestation. But if a finger be raised to impede her passage, I will adopt any measure, no matter how much calculated to expose you — ’’ “ Retire therr— go — depart,” faltered the marquis, with CONNICLOO© <S (SO)