A Servant of Satan: Romantic Career of Prado the Assassin — page 48: what you’re looking at

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40 A SERVANT OF SATAN, chewed off her antagonist’s nose. Dressed in the most mot- ley of costumes, they lay about on the wooden bench which ran round the cell, or were stretched prostrate on the damp and dirty brick floor. Amid these surroundings Rose presented a truly strange appearance as she stood up in the cold morning light, with her costly white velvet gown all stained with mud, from _ which the superb lace flounces had been partly torn by the brutal hands of the men who had arrested her. Her beau- tiful golden hair lay in tangled masses on her bare shoul- ders, from which the red opera-cloak had fallen as she rose to her feet. She was very pale and there was a hard and stony look in her sunken eyes. She had had time to reflect on the events of the previous evening, and thoroughly realized the fact that after what — had happened Frederick would refuse to acknowledge her as his wife. It would be, therefore, more than useless to’ appeal to him to substantiate the statements which she had at first made as to her rank and condition; indeed, matters might be only aggravated by such a course, and she deter- mined to maintain the strictest silence concerning her former life. Her heart, however, was filled to overflowing with bitterness against her husband, to whose conduct she attributed her present horrible predicament. Intense hatred had taken the place of any feelings of affection which she might formerly have possessed for him, and she then and there registered a solemn oath that she would never rest until she had wreaked a terrible vengeance for all she had suffered on his account. At eight o’clock she was brought into court and charged with having been found plying an immoral trade in the public streets, without having previously obtained the re- quired license from the “ Prefecture de Police.” For this offense the magistrate, without much questioning, sentenced her to three months’ imprisonment at St. Lazarre. Shortly ~ comicbooks.com ¥ ee — - 7 me At Aes ° . fxs 7 - . Z i