The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 96: what you’re looking at

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THE TWIN DETECTIVES. 87 ‘““No, I know you don’t. She is the daughter of old ©aptain Moore. I knew her father and mother when I was a girl, but I have not seen Estelle very often. She was born on board her father’s ship, and has always sailed with him.” ‘“Tg she an orphan?” asked Charlie, trying to take an interest to please his mother. ‘““Yes. Her mother died when she was a little girl, and the captain last fall.” ‘‘ Well, mother, I must be off. I have to meet Brierly — at twelve o’clock. I have not seen him since I went to his bedroom yesterday morning. I noticed something queer on board the Scythia yesterday, and I want to tell him about it.” Charlie kissed his mother, and went off whistling. Mrs. Hudson lost no time in carrying out her resolve, and before night she had Estelle Moore established in Madge’s room. She was an extremely fragile-looking girl, with a tall, slender form, soft gray eyes, fringed with long black lashes, and pale-looking blonde hair. She was not beautiful, but her face erew upon people, and there was a charm in her soft, low voice and her rare, quiet smile. ‘<1 do hope you will cheer up and grow merry,” said Mrs. Hudson, ‘‘and not go and fall in love with some good-for- nothing man, who is eet ort op to come forward in a proper manner and ask for you.” ‘‘Oh, no, Mrs. Hudson. I am never going to marry,” replied the girl, with a soft rose-flush staining the milky whiteness of her face and neck. “Yes, you are, I am sure, my dear; but you won’t run away from me as if I was a wild beast without any trousseau or anything.” Mrs. Hudson did not pay much attention to punctuation, GComicbooks co