Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 11 — page 99: what you’re looking at

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THE TWO CONSPIRAZORS. 97 «“ He has!” Don Carlos set his teeth together. “Then tis time something was done.” “That is my view of the matter,” said Senor Velasquez ; while the don seemed deep in thought. “Yor are sure she don’t know you?” “Very sure; she rarely looks at a stranger, however —she is suspicious. Perhaps you would like to hear how I have managed ?” “No, no!” replied the don, impatiently ; “none of the mo- dus operandi for me. It was to escape that that I hired you. Now we have got to think how to act next, and, I confess, my brain is at fault.” He “ Perhaps you had better leave it with me; I have thought of a plan, if you will hear it.” . “ Not now, senor. On second thought, I will leave it with you; and here is a little keepsake that will, perhaps, help you out ;” he placed a roll of bills in his hand. “ She must, at all events, return to Cuba. Tl punish her, at any rate,” he mut- tered, under his breath. “Yes, [had supposed that—I have arranged for that; it was my first thought; and, to-morrow, I shall go direct to the city to engage a vessel. It is necessary that I should act with dispatch.” — 5 “Just go upon your own credit, then, and spare me the whys and wherefores,” said the don, impatient to get below- stairs. “Remember, I leave every thing to your sagacity. So, good-night, and come to me if you need help.” “ Cool,” muttered the senor, as the don hurried away; “the rumor is, after all, true, I imagine. Good ! so much the better for me.” ; He glided quietly down the stairs; stood a moment search- mg the gay room below, till he caught sight of a glittering couple who had eyes and ears, too, only for themselves ; then, with that strange, sneering smile, he left the hall, and hurried away, intent upon villainy. The next day, as the captain of the bark Aspinwall (a ves- sel lying at one of the New York piers) sat in his cabin, writing, a formal-looking man, attired in clerical style, called him to engage a passage to Cuba. “Thad not thought of taking aby cabin passengers this comiliclooks.com