Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 106: what you’re looking at

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104 a@IDEON GODBOLD. “TInfc«mation has wate Horace that André is a prisoner,” said Isabelle. “And wounded, Sas Isabelle?” exclaimed Alice, much agitated ; “do you fear to add that he is severely wounded ?” “ He was not taken in battle, Alice,” replied Isabelle. “Not in battte, Isabelle ?” exclaimed Alice; “ you must be under a delusion. How else could the gallant, noble André be captured, but in the fight ?” | ; “ He was taken, dearest Alice, on his return fiom an inter- view with Arnold on the subject of piveding these forts to the British.” For some time Alice did not utter a chen’. She sat like a statue—as rigid and as cold. And when Isabelle, by every endearment, endeavored to arouse her from this chastliness, she exhibited no symptom of animation or of s ty. Isabelle, alarmed for the life of her beloved Alice, summoned the serv- ants, and with their assistance conveyed her to bed, where, by every device of affection and care, they succeeded in restor- ing warmth, and without an apparent consciousness, this lovely girl passed into sleep. Isabelle was greatly solaced at this flattering change, and, in untiring watchfulness, remained beside her until evening. Then her patient awoke ; her thoughts recurred to the terrible revelation ; she cast her arms around the neck of Isabelle, and their tears flowed upon the pillow. ‘Horace came again that evening. Alice heard the whisper of his announcement, and insisted upon rising to meet him. She was greatly affected when she entered the room where he was. He rose to meet her, conducted her to a couch, and placed her between himself and Isabelle. After an effort, Alice said ; “T can not abide this torment. I want to ask you of André —of what is to be done in his case oe | “A court-martial will be summoned to determing” ane Horace. ? “ Oh, exclaimed Alice, “ what a terror I have of these mi tary inquisitions.” “Why, Alice,” : said Horace, feelingly, a they ao jt and honorable courts. ' “ But they are inflexible and merciless,” said Alice. “ The members judge hershly, and by a code peculiarly their own, which is as unremitting as their discipline.” comichookszcom