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162 MEZZONI THE BRIGAND. However, here was his dear Marion, so long lost, alive and well, though haggard with fatigue. “Hscaped and well; that is enough for the pres- — ent,’’ said the excited father. ‘‘Now, Marion, your | room has been kept for you, just as you left it on that sad day; go and rest and refresh yourself, and,’’ continued the colonel, ‘‘get rid of these shock- ing clothes.”’ _ *T intend to keep these always,’’ she said; ‘‘they have indeed served me faithfully.” ‘So you shall, my dear, so you shall,’’ said the colonel, kissing her fondly. “But, father, we owe everything to Walter; it is the second time he has rescued me.”’’ ‘““At the risk of his own life, too,’’ said the old sol- — dier, grasping Walter’s hand. ‘How about that ransom, colonel?’’ asked the young American, smiling. “It was to be ready this very week, after a world of trouble. ”’ ‘“‘We are in time to save that little sum,” said Walter. : | ‘‘Ample.”’ | “That is some satisfaction,’’ he continued, ‘‘though, do me the justice to believe, that the dread of your daughter’s being in those villains’ hands for so long a time, entirely unprotected, was what drove me to the mountains.’’ ‘**T know it,’’ said the colonel, while Marion took Walter’s hand and held it tenderly. ‘“‘But no more now. I will not ask you one single question until you have slept and entirely recovered yourselves.” ‘‘Good-night, father,’’ said Marion, as he embraced her affectionately. Eomicboo (S.com