Bonny Jean, and A Severe Threat — page 227: what you’re looking at

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220 A SEVERE THREAT. several months-—why not take Kittie (our aunt, Mrs, Atherton, would be delighted to chaperone her) on a trip to Europe? The child has never crossed the water ; we will never have a better opportunity—what do you say, Howard? ‘Then, after our re- turn home, you and I will go to our respective duties on the Red River survey ; Kittie will remain, as usual, in New Orleans, with Aunt Atherton; and in one year’s time she will be pre- pared to give a decided answer.” ‘© As you like,” returned Howard, half hating himself for the bound which his heart gave. The little party arrived in London one damp, foggy day, and were soon comfortably situated in a large hotel. They had not been long in London when Howard suddenly appeared one day in Hal's chamber, pale as the dead, his eyes staring before him, with mute anguish, in his cold hand a por- tion of a crumpled, torn, and defaced newspaper. It was a fragment of a Waltham journal, consequently it would be im- possible to obtain a copy in London, and it contained a portion —but sadly mutilated—of the account of that strange resurrec- tion from the dead. The names of the parties were not men- tioned ;. but something—he knew not what—brought a wild hope into Howard Ashleigh’s heart, and made his pulses bound. When Hal had read the article—all that could be deciphered —he caught his friend’s hand. | ‘‘What are you going to do, Howard ?” he whispered. ‘‘T am going to Waltham,” was the reply. ‘‘Can you blame me, Hal ?” He shook his head slowly. | ‘*Go,” he returned; concisely, ‘‘and God help you !” =) ‘ Gomicbooks:.co