Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 107 of 130
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 107: what you’re looking at
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“-s Mk. ORMOND TAKES THE FIELD. , 103 “Tt is atribuna to which every military man subseribes his approbation, and by the decision of which he is content to » “What is André’s position?” asked Alice. “ What are his hopes and fears ?” “ He is most seriously involved,” replied Horace. “ Florace! Isabelle’ exclaimed Alice. “ Why exchange those fearful looks, as if they spoke of something to be hidden fom my knowledge. Let me hear the truth—I implore—I Horace, after a moment’s hesitation, determined not to con-, ceal from her the dreadful fact that sooner or later must be known, and replied : “J think that so seriously is André compromised in this treason, that even his life may be imperiled.” * Fis life !” reiterated the astonished Alice, “his life! Is it a question so near eternity ?” Then ‘she added : “ the cour that adjudges death to André decrees the same fate to me, for my heart will break when his shall cease to throb.” Then, asif her weakened mind could not retain a thought so terrible, she relapsed into insensibility, and was conveyed to her own room. Early next morning, the servants came to Isabelle in. ton- sternation—for every slight event was now magnified into a terror—and informed her that several armed horsemen were advancing upon the house. It was true,for Mr Ormond hay- ing heard at Albany of the treason of the occupier of Beyerley, had immediately is warriors to the teeth, and now appeared for the j of Isabelle and Alice. Just as he reached the gate, however, a man and woman attempted to retire hastily from it. This he interpreted into a movement command, they dashed forward and intercepted the fugitives. The gallant chief drew his sword—after a slight delay, for the hilt, in ee Sah round to his back—and ness there. The man, young and powerful, smiled while he examined his iron enemy, and seemed in no haste to reply, but migh: is ever irefal when his power is doubted, and the comicbooks.com