Continental Monthly, Vol. I, No. VI, June, 1862 - Devoted To Literature and National Policy by Various
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''Who is he? Is that the man you said you dreaded? that
melancholy-looking man, who is walking so moodily ahead of us?' exclaimed Pepito. 'I must have a good look at him.' ''Be cautious, I beseech you; if he sees me, all is lost.' ''Fear nothing, I will be discreet; I only want to get one good look at him.' So saying, Pepito increased his speed, and was soon walking beside the unconscious Percival. 'In a few minutes, Pepito turned suddenly down a narrow street, into which we followed, and there we found a carriage awaiting us. ''Señora, I shall know your enemy among a thousand,' was Pepito's remark, on again offering Adéle his arm, to assist her in entering the vehicle. 'We were soon safely out of the city, and taking advantage of the first returning carriage we met, I returned with it, Adéle thanked me with much apparent gratitude for my past services, and begged me to devote as much of my leisure as possible to cheering and advising her dear Arthur. 'On my return, I found him pacing his chamber with intense anxiety, and evidently prostrated by the excitement he had undergone. ''Well, what news?' said he, almost gasping for breath. ''Adéle is beyond the reach of danger.' ''You met no one?' |
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