Bonny Jean, and A Severe Threat — page 229: what you’re looking at

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-* 299 | A SEVERE THREAT. gloom ; and I seemed to be whirled away into space upon the very wings of the wind. I felt that I was dying ; sinking down into utter darkness, and all the time I could see before me Sir John Sydney's ugly face, and his eyes glared like balls of fire into mine, and his voice hissed into my ear, ‘You are in my power once more! You will never escape me alive !’ ‘‘T closed my eyes, and gave myself up for lost. I could feel a sickening sensation of suffocation, and knew that I was nearly dead. My breath seemed almost gone. I could feel my pulses throb a little, and then stand still; a bloody mist swam before my eyes’; purple and crimson clouds like fire floated all about me. Suddenly I saw a man’s face—a face which I had never seen In my waking moments, Lola. His hand parted the fearful clouds, and he snatched me from the clutches of Sir John Syd- ney. I heard him cry, in glad tones, ‘Saved, oh, thank God !’ and then Iawoke. But, Lola, listen. If ever I see that face in reality, if ever I meet that man in this world, I shall know him !” Lola made no reply, and silence fell between them. \ Dot’s eyes were fixed with unusual thoughtfulness upon the fire which burned in the grate. Lola was the first to break the silence. ‘“Dot,” she said, ‘‘/ have something also-to tell you. You _ know to-night ends my-engagement at the Coronet Theater. Well, Ihave made up my mind. I am going to Waltham; going to Sydney House ; going to find the missing link which will convict the murderer of my mother.” “Lola!” ‘‘Tam going, Dot. I must. I feel convinced that it is best. Poor Geraldine has no power to act. She is dying there, in her splendid prison. It devolves upon me. I shall see Mr. Tem- plemore to-night. He expects me to renew my engagament at the theater, but I shall tell him that it isimpossible. Though, in the future, I may be glad to come back to him for a situation. ” ) An hour later the curtain at the Coronet went up. The play ‘comicbooks.co