The Mission of Poubalov — page 61: what you’re looking at

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A DANGEROUS MAN. o7 ‘the house, coming from different directions. Paul ap- proached Clara with marked constraint. “Do not be afraid, my friend,’’ she said, extending her hand; ‘‘I am quite strong and hopeful. I have read the papers, all of them, and they do not disturb me. I cannot thank you enough for what you did for me yesterday.”’ “I am glad to hear you speak so bravely,’’ responded Paul; ‘“‘you mustn’t feel indebted to me, however, for Strobel is the best friend I ever had, and it would be strange indeed if I did not try to find him. I suppose it is almost unkind to ask if there is any news?’’ ‘There is none exactly, and yet 1 have heard some things that you can advise me about better airy any body -else.”’ **Miss Hilman,’’ interposed Mrs. White, ‘‘this is Mr. Litizki, the man Miss Pembroke was telling you about.’’ Clara, intent upon referring Poubalov’s suggestions to Paul, had not seen the little tailor come in. Now she turned and confronted Litizki with mingled hope and alarm; hope that this man, whose positive utterance had been re- ported, might give hera definite clew; alarm lest he be one of the most irreconcilable of revolutionists, a man who would sacrifice friends and family for a cause that he imagined just. Her doubts increased as she saw the wild gleam in his small eyes, that lit up his sallow face and “made it glow with fierce intensity. Ivan had befriended him; must she distrust him, too? : _ ‘Tam glad to see you,’’ she said with a quick resolution to win this man, and she surprised the tailor and made him speechless for the moment by grasping his hand warmly. ‘‘You have come to tell me something about Mr. Poubaloy, or Mr. Strobel, or both?’’ Litizki, embarrassed and awed by this queenly young ain who looked into his eyes so searchingly and -withal so graciously, cleared his throat, shifted about on his feet, and a faint tinge of red actually found its way : to his sunken cheeks. ; Y, (2) “‘Yes,’’ he answered after a moment, catching bis hraath..