Pulp Fiction, 1860 · page 23 of 130
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¥ PLAN FOR ESCAPE. 21 Ross arose and went into the corridor, where he conversed in a low Voice and very earnestly with the turnkey. Mean- time the prisoner sat down in the empty chair, and burying his face in his hands, seemed to be lost in bitter thought. When Ross returned he arose and stood up, but his face was haggard, and he seemed to suffer much from the struggle that had been aroused in his breast. “Then you are determined not to claim a new trial ?” “T am,” was the reply. “ Perhaps it is as well; but we are the friends of Zulima. She suffers, she shrinks from the thought of your imprison- ment. This new appeal may be impossible, but there is an- other way. Your trial has done all for Zulima that can be accomplished ; it sets her free. Now she would give that to you, which your self devotion will secure to her—freedom. | To-night, De Grainges, the means of escape will be provided ; at day-break, to-morrow, a vessel sails for Europe; you must become one of her passengers.” “ And does she desire this ?” asked the prisoner, aroused all at once from the stubborn resolve of self-sacrifice that had him. “She does; we are her messengers.” « To-night—this is sudden ! and she desires it? She deems the trial that has taken place sufficient for her emancipation from the hateful bonds that made her mine. You are certain of this ?” “ Most certain.” “ And the means of escape ?” “ Leave that to us. The time, midnight; be ready. That is all.we desire of you.” “J will be ready,” said the young man, falling into the chair which Ross had just left, and overcome with a sudden sense of freedom—freedom given by the woman whom he had po Mena His nerves, hitherto so firm, began to a and covering his face with both hands, he burst into tears. When he looked up the two strangers had left the cell, Tb LOTT when Ross entered his counting-room, it with a harassed and anxious ex- -~ 4 *. _ comichooks.com . aro