The Blockade Runner — page 230: what you’re looking at

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THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. 201 my dear. In the meantime I wish you would lay the table for me. I am quite famished. I have tasted nothing for twenty-four hours.” “You dear old uncle, why didn’t you speak at first? You know I am so thoughtless.” “YT don’t know any such thing, Dora,” said Powell tenderly, as his niece ran away into the next room. A repast was soon spread before him, and while he disposed of the good things he thought out his plans in respect to young Bentham, whom he expected to meet now without much difficulty. What scheme had he in view? At any rate his thoughts could not have been badly tinged with evil, for his fine bronzed countenance never looked more benign or unruffled than on the present occasion. Comichdoo (©) 5} S