Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 11 — page 37: what you’re looking at

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BROTHER AND SISTER. 85 tions were rapid—a pretty face bowed. Some one with a very peculiar and forbidding eye bowed also. Minerva could scarcely take note, for her soul was full of the most dismal ap- prehensions. They had found her—they would leave no means untried to entrap her. Where should she fly? How es- cape the doom that seemed awaiting her? Fortunately the name of her hotel recurred to her, and she was driven theres “ May I call!” asked the young man in a low voice, as he handed her out at the door of the hotel; “I have something of importance to communicate.” Lixe lightning it flashed through her mind that ifshe made a confidant of this young man, and appealed to his pity, his honor, she might find a surer means of escape from her perse- cutors. “ You may call,” was the reply. : Senor Abrates returned to his barouche in high spirits. “ My dear Dora, I mean to make the most of this affair,” he said, as he sat with his sister not long after their retura, “and I depend a great deal on You to aid me.” “T don’t understand you,” said his sister, using her fan lan- guidly, and caressing with a little slippered foot, the curly coat of a snowy lap-dog. “Ts it possible you don’t know that this senora whom we came near knocking down to-day, is the runaway niece of General Leindres de Monserate? Of course, though as you are fresh from boarding-school, you can know but very little abuut it.” ae But the young lady had waked up. “What! that girl with the plain, plum-colored merino, the greatest heiress in Cuba? How came she here ?” “That's what I'm going to tell you, but you must express no surprise—she has.run away.” “But with whom?’ The lady was now all attention. “ With no one, unfortunately; or fortunately the gentleman who intended to give her the honor of his company, was ar- rested on the way. She made her escape. You must know, a friend of mine who confides in me wonderfully, is in love with the girl, and with her fortune, undoubtedly, Now you ‘See, whoever she marries she will richly endow. The fieldigs =~ all clear—why should I not speak for myself?” “Why, truly? But Manuel, why did not the senor, who- COmicloOolkksS.conn