Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 68: what you’re looking at

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66 THE EMERALD NECKLACE. 3 the city of D——. Rosalie, and, indeed, her whole party, proposed to go to the same hotel with Mr. Percy and his ‘daughter; and Rosalie declared her intention of remaining by Clematis’s side until her mother cou]d be sent for. Her sister was somewhat astonished by her unusual benevolence, though she and all the-others admired it, and felt interested in the youth and beauty of the patient. None knew the secret of Miss Sloane’s peculiar kindness but Pennon, _ ‘Wrapped in one of Rosalie’s elegant morning-gowns, , Clema- tis was borne to a carriage by her father and Pennon, and _ drawn as quickly as possible to a hotel, where a room lad al- ready been ordered and prepared. She had but little fever until afternoon, and then nothing like as violent an attack as on the previous day. With quiet and geod nursing the physi- cian said that the danger of brain fever was averted. “Tt will be dull for you and your sister stopping here until Thursday,” said Pennon to Rosalie, asthey watked to and fro in the public parlors that evening. % rs “ Not very dull,” she replied cheerfully. “There must be some dullness and sorrow in every life, and after such a visit to an earthly paradise as we have just ‘enjoyed, it is well to be reminded that there is sickness and trouble in the world.” “ Rosalie, your care may have saved the life of Miss Percy. She may be nothing to me; she has refused to be tome what my heart demanded, but if she were my wife I should feel under no deeper obligations to you. If you ever needa friend, if you have a wish that I can gratify, come to me. You do not know how much you have grown in my reverence -and esteem—how much more beautiful your beauty is tome— how much better I understand and appreciate your character than ever before, though you have always been admired by me. You were like an angel last night, Rosalie ! You deserve to be happy. May you always be as brilliant, blooming, and be- loved as now, and may you make the joy of some heart that is worthy of you.” “Indeed, I have done yothing to merit this outburst of praise,” answered the belle, but turning upon him eyes beam- ing with a melancholy sweetness strange to them. " “It would be an angel of darkness who would not do all possible for the sick. However, I had some thoughts last night rather = comlclbooks.com