God
grant that my prayers may be heard and that I may yet receive at your
hands, a father's kindly blessing."
The only answer to this was a heavily muttered growl that gave but
little promise of any such peaceful termination to a deeply vicious
life. Hearing it, Mr. Gryce hastened to procure his men and remove
the hardened wretches from the spot. All through the preparations for
their departure, she stood and watched their sullen faces with a wild
yearning in her eye that could scarcely be denied, but when the door
finally closed upon them, and she was left standing there with no one
in the room but myself she steadied herself up as one who is
conscious that all the storms of heaven are about to break upon her;
and turning slowly to the door waited with arms crossed and a still
determination upon her brow, the coming of the feet of him whose
resolve she felt must have, as yet been only strengthened by her
resistance.
She had not long to wait. Almost with the closing of the street door
upon the detectives and their prisoners, Mr. Blake followed by Mrs.
Daniels and another lady whose thick veil and long cloak but illy
concealed the patrician features and stately form of the Countess De
Mirac, entered the room.
The surprise had its effect; Luttra was evidently for the moment
thrown off her guard.
Pages:
186
187
188
189
190
191
192
193
194
195
196
197
198
199
200
201
202
203
204
205
206
207
208
209
210