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THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. dd “The other is that young nephew of his, Bob Bentham.” “You don’t say. DPve heard of him. Mowbray sent him to France to complete his education. That was before the war. His father, I think, left him quite a tot, and old Croesus is his guardian.” “Yes. I thought he’d turn up in Wilmington just when I wanted him a thousand miles away. I wish the Yankee fleet had sent him to the bottom of the sea.” : “TIT guess you must hate the fellow pretty heartily to wish him such luck. What has he ever done to you?’ Flash Gilmor glared a moment after the carriage. “His presence here is a menace to my happiness.” “In what respect, my dear fellow ?” said Jessup. “ Well, it’s no great secret that I’m infatuated with Miss Mowbray, the old gcentleman’s ward. She’ll be a great heiress in time, and besides is a deuced pretty girl. She’s got a pair of eyes that would turn any fellow’s heart, and the figure of a Venus. But her chief recommendation is her expectations. Old Mow: bray is well fixed, and I know she'll come in for the bulk of his estate one of these days. Moneys talks every time—especially these times when gold is get- ting so devilish scarce that a fellow is in danger ef forgetting what a double-eagle looks like.” “ Ah, very true; these Confederate shinplasters have a fluctuating and uncertain value, I observe, and a man handles them quite gingerly,” remarked Jessup with a lazy drawl, as though the financial outlook was rather a bore to him. “ Well, to cut this subject short, Bob Bentham has an eye in the same quarter himself. She was sixteen | COMIEDOOKS (©)