The Mission of Poubalov — page 141: what you’re looking at

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<> HOW LITIZKI SAVED MISS HILMAN,. 157 _ **Yes,’’ she answered; ‘‘won’t you ride to the station with me?’’ ‘*Do you wish it?’’ said the little tailor, hesitatingly. “Of course Ido. Come, there may be things we wish to tell each other.”’ So Litizki sat beside her on the way to the station, and after the carriage started he said: **Miss Hilman, I shrink from asking questions, and yet I think you will admit that I have more than curiosity about the result of your call on Miss White.”’ ““You have every right to know,’’ she responded; ‘‘we talked very frankly after a while, and I came away satis- fied that she is not an accomplice of Poubalov’s.’’ Litizki stared out of the window in silence for a time, and finally spoke much as if he were addressing himself: ‘‘When Miss Hilman says she is satisfied, it goes a great ‘way to convince me.’’ *““You are still in doubt, then?’’ asked Clara. ‘*IT cannot help being so. Poubalov grows upon me until he is ever present in my mind, like a horrid nightmare, At every step we take it is Poubalov. If ever anything is discovered, you discover Poubalov’s hand in it. Whenever we make an attempt to gain a point, we are frustrated, and it is Poubalov who stands over and above, in and through all, moving us with his master-hand, and setting up obstacles when we would move of our own will. We are at the mercy of him who knows no mercy, and so long as Poulabov remains—in America, we are without hope, uniess he accomplishes his purpose and has no further use for Mr. Strobel.”’ Litizki spoke with profound melancholy and just that touch of extravagance in language that Clara had noticed the first time she saw him in Mrs. White’s. _ **T don’t wonder,’’ she said, ‘‘that you estimate Pouba- lov’s power for evil so greatly, and it would be folly for the friends of Mr. Strobel to underestimate him; and yet, with a woman’s ppertove reasoning, I feel that we Ghoo CS (C(O) shall some day outreach him.’ Na ee