Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 82: what you’re looking at

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80 GIDEON GODBOLD. Alice pursued the path which he had directed. Gideon rezarded her retiring figure with great agitation, until she had passed the outer gate, and entered the shadow of an avenue of trees which conducted to the house; then he looked at Gig quouhly! prssent; poseied dito: Ria. dete’, endgupanernin agony. It required some courage in’a:lady. to. approsch:the house of the proud and lavish General Arnold—who had resided in the handsomest mansion, and maintained the most elegant equipage in Philadelphia—as a pedestrian visitor; but Alice was constrained to do so; and as she walked along the avenue, hoping to be fortunate enough to find Mrs. Arnold alone, she was alarmed by the sound of voices. She soon perceived, however, that they were those of a gentleman and lady, and she heard the latter say: “But how are we to interpret this dreadful silence,.Hor- ace? I shudder for the fate of my dear, devoted Alice—” “Jt is Isabelle!” screamed a voice; and a female figure rushed toward the speaker, and these delighted friends were instantly in each others’ arms, and. after many questions and Horace drew them toward the house. As they disappeared, the casements of the library were eat cee ten-widist:inithe anita shaitnehoiaa sate He stepped some paces forward, then halted, and seemed to take a troubled view of all around. “What can it be that thus haunts me?” he exclaimed. “I heard a scream, yet no one seems near to utter it, My mind is restless,and I can not sleep, and nothing else seems to slumber. Oh! how I abominate these howls and cries, and witcheries of the night, as if the very demons were let loose upon the te sac agranaitae taped, <8: Ghose salen, like myself, have bold projects to mature.” It-was General Arnold, who, hearing the scream of Alice, and not appearim, till the parties had oer, wenge wae to ascribe the noise to other agency. “Tnabelle;'it. her delight, fairly bore:Alice inte the presence of Mrs. Arnold, that she might have ocular evidence of her restoration; and the interrogatories, embraces, congratula- sauna tecaeeeimeabcanmeiaseetieien anaiialiiaietien library-door conducting into the oa — —