Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 50: what you’re looking at

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42 THE VIRGINIAN HOODWINKED. ‘‘He began to speak rapidly; every little while he would make an imperious motion with his hand, and I would give him a taste of the contents of a glass, which seemed to renew his strength. ‘(Miss Gordon, there is probably no reason why I should repeat what he said to me—you know the > story of your home in all its weirdness, and I must confess it aroused more interest with me than any novel I had ever read.”’ ‘’There is no necessity—I know all. Go on and tell me what you did,’’ she says, quietly, but with intense eagerness. ‘When he had finished he asked me point blank if I would search for his grandchild, and place a packet in her hand—a packet of great value to her, and which he would be loath to give into the possession of most people, but which he believed he could trust with me. ‘“‘T was flattered by his words, and intensely inter- ested in his story—at the time I was ready to promise anything, everthing. That is how I accepted the trust; that is why I am here to-night. Senator John, the best old fellow under the sun, accompanies me as a free lance, always ready for an adventure, and a man who has seen every odd thing in the world. ‘As to Guy Livingstone, your cousin, and the old French lawyer, I fancy their story would be of a different tenor from mine, could they be prevailed upon to speak.”’ ‘Tam sure ef it. There are many things connected with this matter about which you know nothing, and at present I cannot tell you. I thank you for what GComichooksscom