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"Whose nanor?"

Simon Turchi was so overpowered by the picture thus presented of his

probable end, that he uttered a cry of terror and sprang back, tre

He cast down his eyes for a nor, thus overpowered by emotion, with a

derisive smile He had not called up this vivid scene solely as a means to

induce his master to renounce his perilous enterprise; his motive was also

to terrify hie himself for the violence he had been forced

to endure frohly-wrought prediction

did not last long He raised his head, and said, in a contemptuous manner: "Base hypocrite; it is your own fear which excites your ieous man would become cowardly with the

cowardly It is unfortunate for me that I need you, otherwise I would soon

rid myself of your presence But I, at least, will not recoil fro Speak; tell me how far I may depend upon you The clock will

soon strike, and there is no time for hesitation"

"We will see which of us will the more coolly perfornor; fear does not disturb ht, and I considered it my duty to place

before your eyes once ht fall"