Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 104: what you’re looking at

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102 FLORIDA; OR, THE IRG® WYLX. “OQ! but why did you keep the note—time is so precious! He may be—” her white lips refused to say the word. “JT tell you I forgot it,” said Florida. “I was thinking about a thousand things, and talking wita Mr. Le Roy.” “©! and he knows nothing of it, and he so kind too? cried Virginia, distressedly, wringing her hands. , “He know nothing about it—why of course not !” exclaime¢ Florida, her face flushing. ‘“ Why should he?” “He was going to get him a situation, worth a thousand dollars; he told me he would, perhaps more—it would have made Parker so happy if he could only have had my letters in time! It may be he has;” and the poor girl gained strength from the very thought. “O! let us go, let us go this minute.” Florida went out, still wondering what Le Roy had said— and why he had taken an interest in a nameless boy. She ordered grapes and a few delicacies, and in less than an hour Florida and Virginia were on their way to the old town of their former residence. Virginia could not rest. Her heart beat with great throbs so heavily that it shook her to and fro. She leaned forward, her eyes strained to catch the first familiar object, and when they had gained the road on which the house was situated, it seemed as if she would leap from the carriage in her eagerness to be there. Florida watched her, a burning spot on each cheek. “ Here we are at last,’ she said, as the driver paused in front of the low, red palings. Virginia glanced over to the win- dow of his room with a shudder. The little white curtain was swaying in and out—two pillows were at that moment thrust out over the sill. “Tt is all over,” cried Virginia, chokingly, while an unnatural calm seemed to fall upon her spirit. By this time she found herself beside Florida on the broad stone slab. A woman came to the door; she looked at her in surprise. “Ts Mr. Parker, the teacher, in?” asked Fiorida, with apparert unconcern. “No, Miss Owen,” replied the woman. ; “Not in?’ queried Florida in real alarm, wnue Virginia pressed her hands over her head and gasped wu mingled grief and terror COmiclooks.COm