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    54 BRADSHAW THE BBTRAYEE.

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    .+. " Oh Doricles ! Your Praises Are Too...

    he , unbuckling the straps at the mouth of the bag , "I should not have " What wished would him good you ni have ght quite done so ? " civill inquired y ! " Paul with a grim

    chuckle . " Brained him" was the brief but significant reply .

    , The I turned last cold buckle all was over now . undone , and Ambroise plunged in his

    arm 66 , That and 's broug worth ht having out a silver , " said cup Paul . , weighing it in his hand with well out of

    the air of a connoisseur ; " and the Schiedam would taste it—eh , mate ?"

    tazza " Better with a out jewelled of this , lid " growled . " Diable the other how , that producing red stone a superb sparkle gold s at

    the He top held !" it at arm ' s lengthadmiringly , till his companion lost

    , patience 6 6 , and snatched 't ! it " from said his he hand shar . l . '' What comes next ? Go can py

    Where ' s on the , gold box you ? That ' s the best of the lot Hah , and ! there I put it it is in

    myself while you were after the candlesticks . — there it is ! Set it on the table . " ! it

    it M was y head indeed swam the — pre I could cious not shrine believe of St my . Celestine eyes Was de Cressy , pre yes - ,

    sented I understood in 1630 b it y all Cardinal now—remembered Richelieu ! all , even to the manner in Brother Ambroise

    which the verger ' s keys had been handled by . They had robbed the Cathedral !

    into " " Nothing Well the bag , what and now next packing , " said ?" Ambroise away the shrine gruffly , on sweep the top ing of the them cups . " back The Hola ! whose boots

    tide must be up by this time , and are these " Boots ?" ! " exclaimed the other , who had gone over to the window .

    " Boots " Mean ! ! What " echoed do you Ambroise mean ? , " snatching the candle from the table , le boundDeath of life !

    and crossing the room at a sing . " my there ' s some one in the bed ! " the horror of that oment

    To breath As keep long and my as to eyes I preserve live closed I shall , an to never utterl regulate y forget passive the rising expression and falling of face m of and my .

    attitude , was the result of an instinct beyond myself . My power of the thought ider was fei for the death moment almost annihilated without knowing ; and I fei how gned or sle wh ep y as I gns

    sp , did it . " " He He ' ' s s asleep acting , " , " said said Paul Ambroise , , and flashed the candle before my

    eyes Not . a nerve quivered . I seemed endued with a supernatural

    54 Bradshaw The Bbtrayee.

    54 BRADSHAW THE BBTRAYEE .

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  • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), March 1, 1858, page 54, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01031858/page/54/