Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 47 of 130
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 47: what you’re looking at
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J ——_— nn I A FACE aT THE WINDOW. 45 “ Frightened—no,” she said, and yet she wondered what had come over Florida. That. she was not like herself she had seen in that glance. There was an air almost exultant— the bearing was more queenly than ever—the red lips worked restlessly. A perceptible uneasiness destroyed the self-poise 40 remarkable in her usual manner. She kept her eyes fixed upon the book, smiling now and then to herself. At last, rising, she left the room. Some moments passed, and Vir- ginia wondered whether she would return. It was late— nearly ten—a late hour for the cottage-inmates, and the candle was burned almost close to the socket. Virginia prepared to put her work aside. Smiling a bright, secret, hopeful smile, she arose and threw the loose curls from her temples. Qui moving to the place occupied so recently by Florida, she cast a glance toward the book. It was a volume she had never seen before. “I wonder what it is ?” she queried to herself, and turned the pages, running their headings over in a low voice; “‘Fas- cination — Attraction! Animal Magnetism! The Magnetic rie in Metals!’ What a queer taste!” she ejaculated ; she is in every thing.” - oat See Three little ra sounded at the window. Startled, for her nerves were not on the nicest balance, she turned toward the sound, and there saw a face looking in—pale but beautiful. Springing forward she opened the window. “Darling, you see how I dread to lose sight of you,” said Parker. “I haye been watching here almost since your return. Don’t be frightened, there’s a stationary light up at the window of the ogress. I wish I could see you to- morrow.” “You can, Parker. Florida is going to the city.” “ And, of course, will stay all day. ©! darling, what « happy time we'll have! We'll be two children and play keep house.” “Go away, you silly boy,” on blushing and laughing, and still looking over her shoulder. PS EE aeagpaite “OQ! the idea!” laughed Virginia. ‘But, Parker, do go-. Florida would think it so improper.” ; comicbooks.conm E