Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 164: what you’re looking at

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156 A FIGHT WITH FORTUNE. “Oh! no. That chapter is closed. There’s another. It will surprise you quite as much as this.’’ “Wait till I give you a puff at this weed. Now, brace up—I’m ready to let her go. “Tt seems to me fortune is rolling on thick and fast—if I had half such luck always I’d join you in Wall street. All these things happened within six hours, too, which is the queerest part of it. ‘CWhen I had heard the general’s story, we talked it over, and decided what we should do. You are to go with me and see the old man who calls himself the Gordon, and identify him, after which the case will be placed in your hands. ‘“‘T left the general to return to Richmond by train. Had a rough time of it, quite a little wreck, and several injured. Fortune saved me any bruises and broken bones, and I set about rescuing the afflicted. “*Thus it happened that I came in contact with a young woman, quite good looking, who had a broken limb.. I carried her from the cars to the nearest house. She was crazed with pain, and be- lieved death was about to claim her for a victim. She raved, even while I had her in my arms, pleading for mercy. ‘‘T paid no attention at first until she mentioned a name—it was that of your wife—that which I had photographed and made a blue print of. Then my in- terest was aroused—I listened, believing I was doing right and serving you. ‘‘So I learned the young woman whom I carried froin the wreck was a Gordon, too—a daughter of our Gomichooksscom