Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 109 of 130
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 109: what you’re looking at
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A CALL FROM LE ROY. 107 inia’s heart sunk. . “OQ! Mr. Le Roy—then of course you don’t know. We poth half hoped you would.” “ My child—you are enigmatical.” “J don’t wonder you don’t understand. We went out to we poor Parker, and we couldn’t find him.” “ What! Florida, too?” asked Mr. Le Roy, in a strange voice. “ Yes, Florida, too. We found he had been taken away by somebody ; and—oh dear! where have they carried him ?” “Why, that is strange,” said Mr. Le Roy, thoughtfully. «“ Pray, who are his friends = s “J don’t think he has any,” was Virginia’s reply. “No friends! he must be wretched indeed,” said Mr. Le Roy, a dark shadow crossing his brow. | “Tf you had known him, Mr. Le Roy,” said Virginia," innocently, “ you would have been his friend.” “ You think so ?” “T am sure of it—you are so kind, so good. . A singular smile flitted over the handsome lips of Le Roy ; it was followed by an expression almost of At that moment Florida entered. His whole manner “T suppose Virginia has told you of our wild-goose chase — this morning. I should not wish such poor success always to attend our efforts to do good. It is rather discouraging.” “ Virginia has told me; it is @ somewhat singular case Could you get no clue whatever to the strangers ?” “JT can’t imagine what were their “ None,” her reply. aisles Teac “tach that he had friends, personally interested, in the city.” 2 “ You might inquire at the hospi ’s face brightened. aa “Yes, that might be done, if—it was worth while,” and she gianced at Virginia, half smiling. Virginia’s color » “J¢ you don’t find him there, why go to the first clairvoy- ant you know. They can tell every thing, he said, with a mocking laugh - conmicldookks.conn