Pulp Fiction, 1873 · page 86 of 100
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90 THE HUSSAR CAPTAIN. * Colone] Templeton, who administered, in his anger, numerous curses upon him, informed him that the seeret spy of Lord Howe was at last caught in some sharp 5 cae against his muster. Swiftly, but with a careless word to each sentinel, the Her- mit walked on, turnin® many corners to elude his pursuers, until, at. length, he reached the mansion of Mrs. Vancourt, and, ascending the steps, he hurriedly’ knocked at the door, Salome answered his knock, and ushered him into the roum, where were her mother, Mrs. Vancourt and Lucille. “Ts all in readiness, Miss Tarleton ?” “Yes, all, for we have sent everything down to your boat by Ceesar, who, with his wife, is to accompany us, and they are now awaiting us upon the river bank ; yet, sir, there is one Other we expect;” and Salome paused and colored slightly. “ Miss Tarleton, ladies, I have this night learned of a cir: cumstance that may make my protection as the Hermit far™ from safe, so I will remove the vail, and at ouce cast off this disguise. : ‘ Behold me now in my true character, and if I have de- ceived you, forgive me, for what I have done has been for a deep purpose.” As the Hermit spoke, be drew from his head and face the immense mass of snow-white hair and beard, and the hand- some, resolute und youthful face of Lord Lionel Livingstone stood reveled. a “Tord Livingsione! you and the Hermit of Tell-gate one and the same ?” asked Salome, when she had at last recovered from her surprise, while Lucille and the two matrons were too much astonished to speak. “ Yes, Lord Livingstone and the Hermit are one, but why, the mystery [ can not now explain, as time presses, “ Here, let me cast aside this dress I wear, and then we will start,” and retiring into another room, Lord Lionel re- turned in a moment dressed in a suit of sailor blue, and weuring a large cloak, which being thrown back, displayed that he wore a sword ‘and a brace of pistols. “Not yet have you recovered from your surprise ? “Why, indeed, I seem to have struck you all dumb wiih amazement! but come, for it is dangerous to tarry now,” and - COMmmicloooksscOnn .