Beadle's Dime Novels No. 13 — page 71: what you’re looking at

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THAT ONE HUNDRED POUND NOTE. 73 “Then our fears are realized ?” “Do not say our fears, for, to tell the truth, I had not much doubt when I received the first intelligence. Of course, under your present circumstances, you will hardly think of leaving © army, and by letters that I received yesterday, the ques- tion as to who are the heirs is completely settled. I haye* interested myself in this matter as feeling an interest in you, on “Ccount of the friendship I bore your father. I did not wish to speak too confidently at first, but, well acquainted as I wag With your genealogy, I felt assured that in case any of the ales were living, they were the heirs.” : . “It is pad enough, but the reverse of fortune must be as bravely borne as a defeat. I shall beat a retreat in good order, Sir One thing is certain, though, and that is that Smith, Jones, and the rest of the firm, will have to wait for the repay- Ment of the little loan of a hundred-pound note which they Were so kind as to offer me—and which, of course, I accepted. crhaps next time they will not be quite so eager after clients,” "They Should have been more careful how they excited hopes which were not to be gratified. But something may turn up in your fayor before the close of the war. Read that letter, and you will have a clearer view of the case, perhaps.” _ Reginald seized the letter that was tossed to him, and gave lt an attentive perusal, After he had finished he did not ‘Speak for some time; what he had read gave him much food for meditation. His moral sense having been blunted by the life which he had for years been leading, crimes which, even . & few months ago, would have appeared most black, now sug- 8ested themselves most naturally to his mind; and great ag Was the wrong which he had perpetrated upon the family of is relations, the Vales, he was laying the plot for another “very way as foul. Could Sir Henry have looked into the “oul of the man who sat beside him, he would have loathed his very sight. Perhaps it is for some wise purpose: that, vil- lains stalk through the world, unpublished and unpunished. ivinity uses strange means to work its ends, and the mystery Of sin is the mystery of Him who made us. As, from the © principle Of sin arose the need of redemption for man, ay hap from the success which sometimes waits on evil ‘inkers and doers, some principle as vastly grand and import- —82t is about to be established. : Se KS CON!