Beautiful Rienzi; or, The secret vendetta — page 80: what you’re looking at

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BEAUTIFUL RIENZI. 75 I thought carefully for a moment if I could go safely fur- ther. and decided to trust no longer to my own wisdom. ' Thank you,” I said, also rising, ‘I am satisfied with your report. I shall communicate with Doctor Oaks to- riorrow.” It was five o’clock when I reached home. ‘‘ Go,” I said to Nelson, the coachman, ‘‘as fast as you can fly to my father’s office, and tell him to come home.” He sped with a will, I watched him run into the street, hail a passing cab, and rattle off in a cloud of dust out of sight. I did not indulge in my feelings, but sat still as a mouse, and calm as a stoic, in my father’s room, thinking over the course we should pursue. Yet, by some means, all the servants seemed to know something had happened, and they whispered in the halls, and passed in and out on various pretenses, and gazed at me with eager, expectant glances. In less than fifteen minutes the same cab drew up with a violent jerk at the gate, and my father hastily entered. At sight of him I felt my face growing hot with excitement; I was afraid my composure would give way, and so indeed it did, for I could not restrain myself from rushing out to the door and throwing myself trembling with the joyful tidings into his arms. | ‘What is it, dearest?’ faltered my father. ‘“‘I was afraid it was bad news—now Iam almost afraid the news is too good. Come in here and tell me.” We re-entered my father’s room and shut the door. I was calm again, ‘although my voise was tremulous. ‘‘T saw some one whom we both love, papa—some one who has been—who has been lost.” ‘*Go on, Ivanilla.” “‘T would like you to go with me and fetch her home.” He ceased his rapid walk and faced me. “* Where is she?” | “She is well, father, quite well; but some one has put her into a place for insane people in Jersey City.” ‘“Is she mad?” ‘‘ Heavens, no! that at least I am sure of. Whoever put her there did so very wickedly. But I will tell you the whole story.” I sat down, and ina few rapid words recounted my ad- ventures. He listened anxiously. CORNUCG OOO S (©)