Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 93: what you’re looking at

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AN INTERRUPYION AND A LECTURE. 91 everywuere. Good-evening, Mr. Parker; you are better, 1 hope. Virginia, Mr. Leighton says you must remember your promise to him.” “ My promise to him,” murmured Virginia, bewildered ; “I did not promise him any thing.” “You know best what I mean. I am sure you do not . wish to provoke remark; but this withdrawing yourself te the remotest part of the house may occasion talk. Were you going ?” she asked, turning to Parker. “You see I have my hat in my hand,” he said, casting an angry look at her. As for Virginia, she stood trembling | under the influence of 4 strange spell—a feeling of helpless- | ness that came over her if Florida disputed, her will—a numbing sense of the faculties; she stood, now and then looking imploringly at Parker. “ Good-night, sir,” said Florida, coldly. . “ Good-night,” he answered, between his teeth; and he rushed from the room like one in a sudden rage. “QO, Florida! how unkind! how cruel you are!” cried Virginia. “ And you—I am surprised at your want. of propriety,” “It was perfectly proper. to stay with my—” she dashed the tears from her stopped short; she dreaded to “ Your lover, I suppose you would say,” replied Florida, with a sneer ; “ perhaps, betrothed. If so, I wish you joy of your (future) penniless and nameless husband. A pleasant lot for a young lady to look forward to. Virginia, let me tell you in a few words, that misery and misfortune will attend you if you marry that man. And further, Horace Dudley loves you—Horace Dudley, the very pick and cream of B-—— society, with a fortune at_ his command. Mr. Le Roy told me; he knows, for he ecrresponds with—Mr. Dudley. Come, there's @ Sweet, morsel, to dream 9D They are asking for you, and you must go with me.” “J can not,” murmured Virginia; “dont urge me, Florida. Let me stay here, and retire quietly to my «I wish you to go, Virginia; come.” . She laid her hand | : Comicbooks.Gonn