Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 85 of 130
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 85: what you’re looking at
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\ [RRASONABLE DISPATCHES. 88 3 days later, Gideon was again beneath that vak, gazing upon Beverley. He had wandered there ‘involuntarily, and was astounded when he found himself upon the spot where he had said sacred gift his heart. farewell to Alice—where he had received the ea ning was far different from the one so deeply im- planted in his memory. The voice ot the wind was fierce as it 1 through the gorges of the Highlands; the clouds, in dark, bh sailed rapidly through the air, and the and intervals of lightning indicated an in harmony with his troubled mind distant | shing storm. It was, however, a night suited to the feelings of than the beauty and serenity of his previous visit. But while to these tempestuous omens, stood with his centered upon the house which he thought treasure worthy of a life, the casements of — ere aer unfolded, and General Aruold advanced upon the lawn, and though heedless of the weather, he seemed pen evot spoke to some one hurriedly, and immediately to the room, another figure emerged through the open window, walked ickly across the lawn and through the gate, and approached + John, you're in & harry, oa ene thought himself unseen, was startled at The man wognized. He Knew the voice; too, and the of the man, and was fearful that he was be- shrewd view that Gideon had of the house nant. ee denying from whence he came. «Tecamt stop, Gideon ; dispatches from the General.” " bedrowned if you go on, I guess,” said Gideon, in an ee ee as " “J promised not to stop, and I mustn’¢ ‘mind the weather, maid Where're you goin’ ?” inquired Gideon comclooks.comhn ee ee _ ae