Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 63 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 126: Old Jupe — page 63: what you’re looking at
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LUKE AND ANNETTE. 65 Or three days, the rain dripping, dropping all the time, until it Scems to be dropping on my brain. Is this the life for a wo- man like me to lead ?” , “IT am sorry you came out with Parcell, Nettie. This is not the place to induce him to do well; and surely not the place for you to struggle on alone, in case accident should deprive you of even his poor protection.” “Al, Luke Bryant,” she murmured, dropping her forehead on her hand, and heaving a sigh, “ I had more than one motive in coming to California. I thought that Parcell might. settle down into some steady employment, where there were so many chances of getting rich; but Ialso thought of you. I could not bear to think of you, alone, and suffering, in this new country. I thought, ‘should he be sick, we can take care of him—we can prove to him that he has friends, and perhaps keep him from utter desperation.” You were a brother to me, Luke, and I could not cast you off in your hour of trouble.” . ‘Thank you, Nettie.” She perceived, by his chilling tone, that. she ventured. too. fur in referring to his sorrows; his heart was still too sore to bear the lightest touch, and she hastened to add:. “T’m sure you take an equal interest in my affairs; so I don’t mind telling you that Parcell is making me very un- happy. He likes that dreadful Washington Hall better than he does his wife. Don’t you think he ought to take me out of this? I want to go back to the Parker House. It’s bad enough there; but I shall de here;* and she burst into tears. “I don’t wonder you feel. wretchedly here, especially, this gloomy season, I am perfectly willing to help you, Annette, if I knew how to do it. But, if I loan. money to your hus- band it will be lost at the monté-table, and do you no good.” “T know it, Luke. I don’t wish you to lend money to him. But, oh, please do take me out of this shanty! Ifyou will pay my board a few weeks at the hotel, I. will get hold of money whenever Parcell has it, and will pay you back. “TI do not wish to be repaid... I laaye more than I ghall ever need, Annette, and am willing you should use it ag your own. But, Parcell must understand it and agree to it,” ‘Oh, as to that,’ she said, brightening up Jike a rainbow - commiclbooks.conn