Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 11 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE PRISONER OF LA VINTRESSE; OR, | THE FORTUNES OF A CUBAN HEIRESS. ™ CHAPTER I. ESCAPE AND DISAPPOINTMENT, THE moonlight streamed broadly down upon the “ Paseo De Ysabel Segunda”—the grand avenue of the city of Havana. Ks two carriage-drives—its two walls for foot-passengers, glit- tered like silver in the splendors of the night; and the tree branches that lined its sides were white with the glory of the full-orbed moon. The soft air was loaded with the scents of flowers that came from near and distant gardens. The blue field of stars glittered above, and the soft harmony of a full band of music, playing perhaps before the Governor's house, their farewell march, came gently on the night-wind. Two figures lightly but hurriedly crossed the lower end of the beautiful avenue. “We did well with the guards, Minerva, now we have passed all danger, and I shall soon put you on board—good heavens !” The lady looked up hastily at this exclamation. “Do you not see, Minerva, in the hurry and excitement, I have quite forgotten my portmanteau, containing all my pa- pers—my drafts. In fact, I could not go without it. How unfortunate !” “What will you do, dear Herman?” It was the musical yoice of a young girl. comnniclbooks.com . i=