A Servant of Satan: Romantic Career of Prado the Assassin — page 76: what you’re looking at

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68 | A SERVANT OF SATAN. the space of six months Frederick had become a murderer. The full horror of the situation flashed through his mind like astreak of lightning. He must leave Baroda at once. But how was he to do so without money? Not a moment was to be lost, and without casting a look behind him he hurried toward the city, leaving the corpse of his victim lying among the ruins of the temple, with her poor livid face and wide-open eyes, still distorted by passion, turned upward toward the dark heavens, where the crescent of the new moon was rising. Half an hour later Frederick presented himself at the gate of the widow’s palace and asked to see her. ‘The ser- vants replied that their mistress had gone out two hours previously and that she was expected back every minute. If his excellency would take the trouble of walking up stairs he might wait for her in her boudoir. Shortly afterward Frederick came down stairs again, and handing the servant a card for the widow declared that, being Presta for time, — he was unable to wait any longer. He then hastened to his hotel and locked himself up in his room, determined to pack up his belongings and find an excuse for leaving Baroda the next morning. He was not short of money now, for, emptying his pockets on the table, he sat for some moments gazing at a heap of gold pieces and jewels which must have amounted to a value of over several thousands of pounds. Locking this treasure ina small trunk, he was just about to change his clothes for evening dress when there was a loud knock at the door. Frederick started and looked helplessly around him before hoarsely exclaiming: ‘Who is there?” ‘<Tt is I,” replied the voice of Col. Fitzpatrick. ‘‘ Open the door, my dear boy. I want to speak to you.” Somewhat reassured, Frederick hastened to admit the colonel, who, throwing himself on achair, exclaimed: Eomicbooks co e - “¥- - —— in re Ss a e " a > i oe RE a ae a es 4 7.