A Servant of Satan: Romantic Career of Prado the Assassin — page 194: what you’re looking at

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186 A SERVANT OF SATAN. Frederick and Dolores walked brisky along arm in arm. The path was narrow and there was just room for two people to pass between the precipice and the tall hawthorn hedges intermingled with bowlders of fallen rocks, from between -which here and again there rose great stone pines, relics of those wild pine woods which, before the modern culture had appeared on the scene with ax and spade, had doubtless covered the whole of the table land. | | Suddenly at a sharp curve of the path they came face to face with a lady and gentleman who were approaching from the opposite direction. ‘he lady was young and rather good-looking; the gentleman was old, and his hair and mus- tache were snow-white, but his erect bearing and still firm step belied hisage. He was atall, aristocratic-looking man, with piercing blue eyes, and gave one the impression of being an officer in plain clothes. In the button-hole of his ight gray frock-coat was the rosette of the Grand Cross of the Legion of Honor. Frederick pulled Dolores on one side to make room for the strangers, but as he did so he be- came pale to.the very lips. Involuntarily he bared his head and made a rapid movement toward the old gentleman. But he was met by so haughty a gaze that he lowered his eyes and, forgetting the astcnished Dolores, he walked quickly on. He had recognized his father, General Count von Waldberg, from whom he had parted under such pain- ful circumstance eleven years before. comicbooks.com —