[The Poor Plutocrats by Maurus Jokai]@TWC D-Link bookThe Poor Plutocrats CHAPTER V 8/23
You will find a packet of papers there.
Take them out and look at them." Henrietta did with stolid indifference what the old man bade her and drew forth from this peculiar repository--which served as a sort of lair for snuff-boxes, pill-boxes and odd bits of pastry--a large bundle of manuscripts which she recognized at the first glance.
The apprehended papers, which during her illness had prevented her from sleeping, which had made it impossible for her to get well, were now in the possession of him from whom she had been most anxious to conceal them.
The criminal stood face to face with the witness whose damning evidence was to condemn her.
There was no escape, no defence. "My little maid," said the old man, exultantly stuffing his eagle nose full of that infernal heating material which goes by the name of snuff, "don't be angry with me for directing your attention to this scribble.
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