The American Marquis by Nick Carter — page 169: what you’re looking at

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9 THE AMERICAN MARQUIS. “(A rie fe Dia who have a brown beard 2” <The tall man.” ‘Now I forget precisely, but since you speak of it, I ‘ think he did.” “And gray eyes?” Pierre was respectfully surprised. ‘‘He might, your ladyship, but I didn’t take much notice of it. It was the tall fellow’s blood that stained the te seat.” ‘‘QOh!” Grace sprang to her feet. . “ And I sat on AN Oh, oh! I shall die here!’ She fled swiftly from the arbor, scarcely conscious of what she was doing. ‘““OQh!” she groaned, ‘‘must I live here amid all these | frightful witnesses? May I have no more peace or hap- piness? Honore, my husband, if you only knew che lia suffer!” CHAPTER XLVIL. PUTTING ON THE SCREWS. While Grace was undergoing the torture of old Pierre’s ; rs story, two. men were conversing together near an old bridge | near the town of D’Iberri. The larger of the two men had called out to the smaller as he was passing along toward the town: ‘Hold, ami Tete-de-Fer!” «< Bras-de-Fer!” ‘Why, for once, you seem really glad to see me.” <¢ Am I not always glad?” ‘‘T think not. If you held my life.in your hands I should not care to see you; but then you are such a kind- hear ted, forgiving creature, perhaps you are glad to see me.’ , | ‘“* How is Elise?” ‘<1 cannot tell. Elise is not my sister. How much money have you received ?” ‘‘'Three thousand francs. I am to meet the mayor here to-night to receive another {1 ousand.”’ «Do you always meet here?” ‘‘This will be the first time.” com (@) ibooks: co - . i