In Search of an Unknown Race — page 217: what you’re looking at

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VAN. 203 you have had such hard luck. Richard Briscoe must be tremendously rich. Such a quantity of diamonds as Ninada brought—thousands upon thousands of dol- lar’s worth ! And she says I’ve only seen a few of them. I went in town with her, and Mr. Lincott, your old lawyer, is making arrangements to dispose of them and invest the money for her. I have had the two spare rooms fixed up, and you'd think Ninada and Manola—that’s her maid—had always been with me, they settle down into our way of living so easy. For all they come from a foreign country, you'd hardly know it by their talk and ways. And I’ve just fallen in love with the girl herself. Of course it was Ninada who told me about poor Van —that is, she told me part, and the colored man, who is going to stay awhile and fix up the grounds, told me therest. There’s some sort of mystery about the whole thing that I can’t understand. Ninada, who has had a quantity of new dresses and everything she needs, wears only black and white, which in her country is deep mourning. She says that her Cousin Van was dearer to her than any living person, excepting her father, and she shall always dress in something the same way. The young man who came to America with them calls himself Don Carlos Flores. He lives in great style in Boston, so I hear, and comes out to see Ninada very often—oftener than I like, for there is something I don’t fancy about him. He is very smooth and gentle with Ninada, but I mistrust him all the same. How she feels towards him I don’t quite know, for she seldom mentions him. But I notice she will never go to ride GoOmMmichooks