The American Marquis by Nick Carter — page 153: what you’re looking at

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THE AMERICAN MARQUIS. ) 149 Fithis, he eaunot speak to call for help, and I can taunt him _ till he dies.” Alphonse eagerly took the vial. ‘‘When can I put it in the brandy?” ‘Not now. Oh, he would discover it somehow! He will be home at noon. He will stay home till six, and go out for dinner, and return at nine to goto bed. ‘That is the usual way. After he goes out at six he seldom wants to see meagain. Then you may come and fix the brandy, and I need not betray the trap.” ‘7 will be here.” _ Alphonse rubbed his hands gleefully. He felt assured of success. ‘¢ And then you will love me?” ‘‘Onh! I only said I would try.” ‘But you wall try?” “© T guess so.” “Try a little now.” ‘‘What’s the use?” ‘« Just to encourage me.” ‘‘ Well, I will, then.” Pap $8 Beautiful Elise, may I kiss you?” Be ** Yes.” Alphonse sprang eagerly forward to press her lips. “‘My hand, I mean.” - - She laughed at his discomfiture as she retreated behind a | chair and held out her hand. > He quickly recovered himself. _ ** Your hand is better than any other woman's lips.” hy ‘f And he devoured the plump little fingers with warm kisses. Alphonse was infatuated. He was in the toils of the siren. ea ah Gl ce vm - CHAPTER XLIII. - THE TRIUMPH OF ALPHONSE. ‘« Has he gone?” | ** Yes, and will be back soon. He is very tired. Quick!’ - Elise thrust the vial. into Alphonse’ s hand, and let him. ee : of. = ee ta + » nd wy = ~ ~ — - PP ae into the studio by a door opening from her room. , GOMIGDOOKS GO