Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 11 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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Who IS THAT BEAUTIFUL GIRL? - 31 dictate, you of course know best. Consult your own inclina- , tion, only remember to come to me as a friend in whatever circumstances of trial you may find yourself.” Two days after that Minerva was driven from the pier to to the hotel she had chosen. Almost a stranger in a great city, her heart sank at times, though she strove to think that Herman would surely come—she should not have to wait but a little while. But how should she pass the time during that dreary waiting? Her little room, up.many flights of stairs, had a cheerful look-out, but it grew monotonous to watch the ever-passing multitude, the same unvarying round of faces. Her dresses were taken out again and again, but there every thing was finished, and she dared not array herself in other than the plainest habiliments for fear of attracting attention. She little knew. how often the question went the rounds, “ Who is that beautiful girl dressed in gray, with the dark, Spanish eyes ?” One day she had been unusually sad. Captain Wyllies had been to inform her that as yet he had heard or seen nothing of Herman Goreham. He seemed, himself, perplexed and un- happy about it, and could no longer make excuses. He had come to consult with Miss Minerva—would she return to Cuba? He was nearly ready for the next trip, and he would see her safely back in the midst of her family. “ Never,” was her reply, with a paling cheek. “T shall never return to Cuba. Captain Wyllies, you will inquire into this mystery—you will write me whether Herman be alive or—” she could not speak the word. “Be assured I will use every means in my power to learn of his whereabouts. If there has been foul play—mind, I say if—the matter shall be brought to light as far as I have means and influence. I will not not leave astone unturned. Mean- while if you find spies upon your path, you had better avail yourself of the kindness of a friend’ of mine, a very estimable lady, who, if you give her this card, will, for my sake be like a mother to you. Do not scruple to use my name, or to call upon me if you are in need.” When he had gone the young girl was more wretched than ever. She passed the time in writing. Seldom went out, and for the lack of exercise, began to grow thin and pale. Commicloooks.conn