Penny Dreadfuls, 1869 · page 46 of 105
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& | ‘PESPARD, THD EP. Phe meh’by this fime had gone forward and were séareliing the ‘house in ‘every directidn. ‘Anselmo, atill jiolding ‘his sword, had folldwed them.. Langltier left the major ‘standing in the hall and followed the men. Dujardin, withoutlooking at ‘Anselmo; turndd info the little parlor. “As ‘he saw Marie sfancing ‘tliere ‘le came forward, with extended hands. “ My dear girl, T-am‘glad to meet you,” ‘he sail. “iT hope ‘the time may neVer Come wheh I can ‘say the samt of .you, Mariot Dujardin.” » Gt) @uel?# IT hud hoped that:you would change.” | “When zyég change “your ‘nature,” shesaid. ‘“ You, come here ‘in ipursuit of ‘one I:'love ‘best ‘of any one ‘on earth, dnd you'expect me to look :upon‘you kindly.” “Then he is here ?” he cried, eagerly.“ Else, how did you know of whoind'am jin pursuit?” | “You spoke toudly enough tobe heard in the next streét. Kt $60 wonder that I know the abject: ‘of Syour coming, sitice I have been standing here all the time.” __ oo /@Phen you have heard ‘all that»grey-headed fool said to inte, ig he stammered. “ No fool, it seems to me, He “an yot's good, history’ of MAb Hes mee?” “Yes: your Nor.nandy ex eriences. It seems {6 me that I rememb-r something of. this. It.was whén we tere in Paris. My: brother was thére, you remember, Wien I think of lim, it seems. torme : it wox'd be ho crime’'to drive a dagger mto your heart. "Ié I. remember rightly, St. Julian was ven han upon you for your work ih Normandy.” “ Be silent; I will hear no more” © | | Sf déver. théught you so old.” “That was fen eis azo. Ten: years 1. eeugt ‘an. ‘age, it ‘seems to mie. You must ian very old? 6 oo . Sone one has belied whe. Hark r id . There ‘was:.great ‘confusion in the upper rootht, ‘Dayana feng open thé doot and: hastened up the sthits, The noise came Som. w viarge to the. inf: she door of he ti anes of the ‘ioom, aa ‘there : Byhling "esperstely. y, Btodd Laks and Anselmo, The old man, in hid white a tah of Bee Eomichbooksico c