Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 75: what you’re looking at

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GOOD NIGH. = ves] “ And so you fell into a fever of despair, which came near being fatal. Pennon love me? Why, you foolish child, I am the last woman he would think of choosing; so do not be jealous of me. I could have told that you would be his id if I had seen you ina crowd. It is you whO have the face - and voice for him.” “Are you sure he loves me, Rosalie ?” “If he could hear that quiver in your words just as I heard it, and feel your little heart leap up thus wildly as I feel it, do you not think he would be insane with rapture? I am quite sure he loves you; and to pay myself for telling you, I am going to exact a promise from you.” “ What is it?” . | “That I shall be your bridemaid. There, your blushes are’ fairly burning the pillow, or else your fever is returning. So good night, again, darling. Sleep sweet, and be happy.” “Tam happy. Good night, Rosalie.” ColmichOoksrcom