Lord Tony's Wife: An Adventure of the Scarlet Pimpernel

By BARONESS ORCZY
Lord Tony's Wife Leatherface The Bronze Eagle A Bride of the Plains The Laughing Cavalier Unto Cæsar El Dorado Meadowsweet The Noble Rogue The Heart of a Woman Petticoat Rule
GEORGE H. DORAN COMPANY NEW YORK





Tyrant! tyrant! tyrant!
It was Pierre who spoke, his voice was hardly raised above a murmur, but there was such an intensity of passion expressed in his face, in the fingers of his hand which closed slowly and convulsively as if they were clutching the throat of a struggling viper, there was so much hate in those muttered words, so much power, such compelling and awesome determination that an ominous silence fell upon the village lads and the men who sat with him in the low narrow room of the auberge des Trois Vertus.
Even the man in the tattered coat and threadbare breeches, who—perched upon the centre table—had been haranguing the company on the subject of the Rights of Man, paused in his peroration and looked down on Pierre half afraid of that fierce flame of passionate hate which his own words had helped to kindle.
The silence, however, had only lasted a few moments, the next Pierre was on his feet, and a cry like that of a bull in a slaughter-house escaped his throat.