Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 104: what you’re looking at

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102 THE EMERALD NECKLACE, CHAPTER XIV. A BRIEF RECORD. “Tt was with doubt and trembling I whisper’d in her ear: Oh, take her answer, bonny bird, That all the world may hear! “Sing it, sing it, silver-throat, ae the wayside tree, How fair she is, how true she is, And how she loveth me!” ALpDRICH. RosaLig SLOANE is at home. Not many people have re- turned to the city yet from their summer resorts; but the beautiful belle is preparing for her wedding, and is glad to have her time so much to herself. She keeps two dress-makers and three or four embroiderers and sewing-girls engaged, and ~ is: very happy amid laces, and silks, and robes, and new pat- terns, and the beautiful presents which come ft her almost every day from some of her many friends. She is very happy, and far lovelier than ever. It can not be the excitement of the new things and the anticipation of the coming gay season, during which she will reign as a bride alone, which keeps her eye so moist and bright and her cheek charming with its changing tints. . | Pennon, too, has grown radiant; stays in the city, and goes to visit her very often. “What happiness do I not owe to you?” he murmurs almost every day, as he presses her delicate hand; and she smiles an answer out of her dark-blue eyes. In the mean time, what has become of Noyse? He, too, is in the city. He has gone to practising law with his uncle. He studies night and day, almost, and works with a will and purpose to succeed. He seems trying to banish some con- stant, preying thought. He ‘would be restless, uneasy, forget- ful, absurd, if he did not compel himself to this industry comicisooks.comm