Penny Blood Serial Cover — page 170: what you’re looking at

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162 | ALFRED DE ROSANN. man of advanced age, who has not had his chequered and sad moments as well as his joyous and glad ones: but the hour of bitterness, when the gall is the most nauseous, is the precursor of one of change, in which the cup shall be filled with honey. The possession of the mysterious papers quite changed the current of De Rosann’s thoughts. He felt that were he to retire to his bed, he could now taste the sweets of repose, and imitate the example of his companion. He no longer cast terrified glances around the dismal and naked walls of the haunted apartment; the slightest sound failed to startle him as it had donea quarter of an hour before. He there- fore determined to avail himself of the few hours that intervened between the present moment and the morning, and seek a partial indemnification for the gloomy vigils he had hitherto kept. But scarcely was his mind made up to court the favours of Morpheus, when the sudden loud barking of Azor called him to the window, and at the same moment awoke Belle-Rose, who started up, rubbed his eyes, and inquired the reason of so unseemly a clamour. “JT can discover nothing,’’ said De Rosann, hang- ing half-way out of the window which he had opened, and looking around with straining eyes. “ What ! you have not been in bed, then ?’”? ex- claimed Belle-Rose, noticing that his companion was still drest. ‘I have not taken off my clothes,’’ returned+ De Rosann. “ But can you conceive the cause of this incessant barking? The dog evidently hears or sees something strange.” ‘What o’clock do you suppose it to be 2?” inquired Belle-Rose. ‘About one, or half past,’? was the reply. “ Impossible, my dear fellow! See how light it ait? “And yet that glare is quite sudden,” remarked De Rosann ; “it is not the dawn of morning: all round the eastern horizon, where it. shouldbe light, ECOMMICLOOOKSa(6©)