Penny Dreadfuls, 1869 · page 72 of 105
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70° DESAPARD, THK SPY. ® I am not a man to be easily frightened, but I am not in love with that’’old ‘fack-a-bones of a hoyse. Si say the old man is a pestilent astrologer.” ‘Can he read the fates ?” “They say sv. If he could, he would be no‘worse than this Conrad Dumont, who lives in the little white ‘house at the barrier. You should have heard him talk to some of’ the lads the other night. If any of them had been so unfortunate as to have cut a throat. or Hfted a wateh in bis time, who should know it but Conrad, and jeer at them on account of this little incident? Upon my word it was awful. Iwas the only honest man in the party, and yet he “gave “me'a be- nefit too.” “T have seen him,’ ” said Pierre. “ A distorted jump. A. cold-blooded, vindietive, cruel-hearted ape.” ‘* Hal hat ha!’ shrieked a voice near'them. Hark to the devils. Speak well of your betters.” ; Every man sprung to his feet and ytasined 2 his gun. But, no 6nemy was in sight. The sergeant darted to the door and flung it open. As he did so, a perfect yell of savage laughter filled the room. Yet the halls were empty, and there was only one other door opening into the room. ‘One of the men pushed it open with his foet and showed a small bedroom. He poised his bayonet to thrust at the person who had broken in on their discourse, and darted into ‘the little room, fully persuaded that he hud trapped the fellow at last. But, to his surprise, the room was: empty, ene a shrill voice seemed to ring in his very ears. “Conrad Dumont ' A distorted lump! Hal ha! bat Who could help laughing when he sees a lot of villains such as these tramping to and fro upon forbidden ground? The’ devils laugh. The owls hoot. The white 7 eared in his tree by the door, cries out, tu-whoo!’ A paleneéss settled upon the faces of the soldiers as they looked from one to another. What could this mean? No hy: ig: ee and yet the coe satya’ to ” oe ver ry a Hen is empty, and all the devile are here, it quote om geant, who was a literary character.’ “Up stairs wit lets dud Déetek. | We At iav'tt ee uae the ieee COnnicbooks.eo