Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 75 of 130
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3 MEDITATING TREASON. 73 efforts to speak, which had been repressed by some momen- “J am generally here alone, Miss Ormond, and in my eoli- tude often use words that I would not have another hear, I trust that I have not done so this morning ?” ee ““ You have spoken, certainly,” said Isabelle. J — “ Have 1?” exclaimed the General, abruptly and in. eager- ness, “and what may you have gleaned from my expressions?” « gir,” replied Isabellg, indignant that such language should be used to her, “nothing; but I heard you name an officer, with whom I did at the moment hope to communicate through The General instantly leaped from his chair. There was demoniac and fearful. distortion in his face. His eyes were fierce with rage, as they glanced on the poor, terrified. girl before him, who had so artlessly struck a chord that alarmed ely ee woman,” he exclaimed, with an expres. sion of malignity and hatred,“ come you here in the character of a spy, that, your fair face belying your foul motive, you reach the secrets of my heart? Who-sends you? Who employs: you? Who of your wretched party dare insinuate Cconmmclbooks.comnn