Beautiful Rienzi; or, The secret vendetta — page 259: what you’re looking at

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954 | BEAUTIFUL RIENZIL they came upon the pale little figure standing in the road, without a hat; and again Cecil vaulted off the box. ‘*My friend, have you escaped from that rascal?” he ejaculated, seizing my hand; ‘‘can you show us the way to the house?” | ‘« My father!” was all I could say. The carriage door opened, and Dr. Pemberton put out his hand. | | “¢ He’s here, and safe. In, Ivanilla, and let us drive on.” I was dragged in, and the carriage moved off with a rapid motion. | | | My father was sitting on the back seat with his -head against the cushion, looking very pale. | ‘Oh, papa!” I murmured, throwing my arm around him; ‘‘are you hurt, papa? oh, papa, tell me!” ‘“No; a little stunned, that is all. Sit here, Iva. Where were you?” | | ‘‘Tsolina sent for me this morning to come to her; she is in a cottage along here, with—with that person, and that person is insane; they are going somewhere out of the country, unless you are in time to force them to stay. Isolina has been made to believe she is her daughter.” “‘ Cecil Beaumont has told us the story,” broke in Dr. Pemberton; ‘‘she will have to prove that before we give the girl up.” They talked eagerly for some minutes, while I watched intently from the window; I was looking anxiously for some landmark to remind me how near we were to the fallen tree. To my confusion, the place looked quite strange; I did not think I could ever have seen these crooked beeches be- fore. JI made them stop the carriage, and got out. © ‘‘We must find a fallen tree; which has been flung on the entrance of the lane which leads to the cottage,” I said; <‘T fear we must have passed it. Beaumont and the driver walked on, scanning carefully the tracks and woodpaths. Dr. Pemberton and I walked back. - | I was right; we had passed it some two hundred rods; ten minutes was spent in finding it. We shouted for the others, and dragged the branches away, they had been so cunningly placed that the foliage presented no contrast to the rest of the thickly matted under- growth. | | CORNUCG OOO S (©)