Penny Dreadfuls, 1889 · page 85 of 216
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THE AMERICAN MARQUIS. Pes a0 ‘Aha! Are you satisfied now? “What! The woman like Grace? ‘* Now, stop! Stop! Another thought like that and I will tear your heart out with my own fingers. ‘“My Grace! My pure-hearted, innocent Grace! Oh! great Heaven, am I going mad?” He held his head in his hands, and his eyes glared fear- fully. It seemed as if his brain were on fire—as if it were no longer under his control. ‘*T cannot bear this!” he cried, in agony. ‘‘I cannot, and I will not. Oh! Heaven have mercy!” He threw himself on the ground, and held his face in his hands. He believed he was really going mad. Still the refrain went on, with a frightful addition now. A. G.—Alphonse Gorinot. Grace was the woman. A. G.—Alphonse (yorinot. Grace was the woman. A frightful calm came over Clinton. ‘‘T will tear you out of my brain. With red hot pincers I will tear you out. I will not go mad. Not yet anyhow. I will tell Grace all. I should have done so before. ‘This is my punishment, and I deserve it. I that would have de- ceived that gentle creature! I that have polluted her pure ibe by mine that have been pressed lovingly against those others. “‘ What will Grace do? What? Heaven help me, what- ever she does! 1 : ‘*Send me from her im scorn and loathing? It would be right, and then I should turn devil again and accomplish my infernal mission. ‘*’‘Turn from me in pity, and die alone, away from me, of a broken heart!) That is more like my Grace. ‘‘My Grace! Oh, Heaven, what mockery! My Grace! and I her murderer! | ‘* But it must be done—it must be done!” Slowly, sadly, sternly, Clinton rose and wended his way homeward. No longer was he tormented by the maddening refrain. 8 was as if his resolve had exorcised the demon in his rain. . : } But, oh! the pain that racked his heart at the thought of what Grace would feel, how she would look, when he told her of his unhappy past! Gomicbooks.co nm