Beautiful Rienzi; or, The secret vendetta — page 55: what you’re looking at

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50 BEAUTIFUL RIENZI. “‘ Monsters!” I cried, “‘I demand an entrance—I knot you are here. Let me join my sister!” I began imperiously. I passed through a descending scale until I was pleading and weeping for an entrance. The door was suddenly opened and an old man with . tallow candle flashing in his hand, and a gray, stern fact confronted me. | ‘‘Who are von, coming at this time of night, waking peo- ple out of their rest? What do you want?” ‘‘T want my sister! O, misery! have I wasted the precion moments after all? Sir, [ am looking for my sister, whx was singing at the eoncert.” “What do I know about her then? Why come to my door for her? [ have a wife in there, young woman, and you have wakened herup. Goaway—I have nothing to do with the people who come into this building—I have only to lock them out at night—if they would ever go!” “Sir, [ beg your pardon——” ‘* All right—find your way down stairs again.” The door was snapped shut in my face; wringing my hands, I turned away. I fell against Mr. Lindhurst in the lower corridor and he stopped my further search. ‘* Where have you been, Miss Ivanilla? Your father was very anxious to see you before he went home.” “‘Has my father gone home?” ‘Yes, with Miss Meredith; they were anxious to be with Miss Rienzi.” | ‘And where is she?” I burst forth passionately; “I can- not find her in all the building.” ‘Mr. Beaumont conveyed your sister home,” said my friend, gently. ‘She was not able to sing again, so it was best for her to go home and rest.” ‘“Mr. Beaumont!” I repeated—I felt myself grow pale under Mr, Lindhurst’s anxious eyes. For her sake I com- manded myself and concealed my emotions. ‘‘ When did all this happen?” I demanded. ‘“Not three minutes ago. Your father left word with one of thestage-managers for you, that they had all gone home; and he did me the honor to say that I should take charge of you until your duties released you. I have just received this message, and was seeking for you.” Qh, I must go now—I cannot stay here!” I cried. CORNUCG OOO S (©)