Dyke Darrel the Railroad Detective - Or, The Crime of the Midnight Express by A. Frank [pseud.] Pinkerton
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Tonza, to inform him of his departure.
The governor, a tall, dark-looking man of more than thirty, bore on his fine features a look of haughty sternness, mingled with some cruelty. He glanced coldly at the young captain, and listened in silence to his explanations; but, as Luiz drew from his breast a sealed packet, given him by Don Garcia, Lianor's miniature fell with a crash to the ground, the jeweled case flying open. Manuel picked it up from the floor with sudden swiftness, and gazed admiringly at the pictured face. "Who is this?" he asked abruptly. "Lianor de Sa, Don Garcia's daughter. "Lianor de Sa, and so beautiful as this!" the governor muttered inaudibly. "I forgot she had grown from a child to a woman; I must see her. How comes 'it, though, her miniature is in his hands? Surely they could not have betrothed her to a captain!" With a gesture of disdain he flung the miniature on the table, and told Luiz his presence was no longer needed. Once alone, and a singular smile crossed the governor's face. "I must pay Don Garcia a visit. It is long since I saw him. I never dreamt his little daughter had grown up so lovely. Thank Heaven, I am |
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