Pulp Fiction, 1871 · page 19 of 100
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rf ? < Poe ¥ Fe mins the mansion, a square-built form was seen on Nee ocak ack. bowing to Mary and her father. —«- It was thé captain. | tne few minutes this craft was also hidden by the ridge. sy A quarter of an hour elapsed ere the blue clipper again =x peorets sight, speeding like un arrow on a south-east course, h the wind now upon her quarter, She was full a league from the ridge, ere Watson’s cutter “4 ie again seen, Both vessels now had all their canvas set, 1 at it was plain that the cutter was no match for the craft, | ” Which soon disappeared fur away in a blue mist oceanward, saving the cutter many miles astern. Mury and her father Ww hed the vessels until they were out of sight ere leaving 2 ““y saw nothing of Wand’s vessel,” said Mr. Clare; “it is “yery strange, unless, indeed, he went in some other direction to head that blue rascal off.” "The night which followed was quite dark. was about ten o'clock when the door-bell rung. ies _ A minute later, Wand, enveloped in a cloak, and attired in a gray ot of citizen's clothing, was ushered into the draw- oa vom, where sat Mury aud her futher, talking over the Sawant “With a glad ery, and binshing deeply, the young girl rose come ber lover. * Without further prelude,” said Wand, when he had re- ned the salutation of the ye, a have come for my br : e.” ' “ Are you out of your senses, Harry ?” said Mr. Clare; “ it sien o'clock at night.” As “T know it.” “And you would marry my daughter to-night ?” | « y, sir; the sooner the better,” replied he. What say you to this, Mary ?” suid Mr. Clare, laughing. _* Welt, really,” said Mary, blushing, “I think Mr. Wand is x hasty. I—in fact—TI have made no preparations.” Ay, ay,” answered Wand, “I understand that. You ‘shall know the cause of my sceming in such un unreasonnble arry, alter the event. Your friend, the Rev, Rebert Wal- , he added, addressing Mr. Clare, “can perform the oe - ms 4 al op re fm | eS ee SOMMeBeOKs EO