Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 193: what you’re looking at

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THE GHOST WALKS AT GORDON MANOR. {85 clapping her hands and appearing to enjoy the fact as though it were a great victory. ‘“Well, here we are at Gordonville. Now, what is to be the programme ?”’ says Joe, as, having paid the driver and dismissed the vehicle, they stand in front of the only inn the town can boast. “We settled that on the way here. Get another carriage and have the driver take us out to the Gor- don Manor house. Gypsy knows about it—she’s at home here.”’ ‘Yes, come with me. ‘There’s a darky close by who lias a vehicle for hire—rather dilapidated to be sure, but it will answer our purpose, and Uncle Daniel thinks a good bit of me.”’ “Who wouldn’t?’’ whispers foolish Bob, in her ear, for you know the honeymoon is still on—not that his love will ever change, but it. will learn to live without these foolish little ebullitions. Uncle Daniel is found and is only too proud to serve ‘‘Missy Gypsy,’’ as he knows her. So, entering his ancient vehicle, the steed 1s whipped up and away they go. Even Bob recognizes familiar landmarks, for it was only a short time before that he came to visit his friend near this place, and shoot ‘‘partridge,’’ as they call our quail in Virginia. “Well soon be there. I do hope we find that noth- ing has happened to him,’’ Gypsy says, and they all know whom she means. The ride is not very long. Uncle Daniel has his orders and knows where to Gomicbookssco im