Octavia's Pride; or, The Missing Witness — page 233: what you’re looking at

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OCTA tone PRIDE. 223 — always go to. sleep when I sit still. She’s a preity young creature.” This last was said fhehidatinnty: but did not elicit the desired confession from the young gentleman. Mrs. Damer, however, had eyes of her own, and it was pretty evident to her how matters stood. It was a season of enchantment, whose moments slipped away on golden sands, for the young couple, that next week which followed. A letter reached Maurice from Jane West, including a hasty note for her ‘‘poor, dear Will,” and directed to Master Will Yarrel. Wilhelmine, who bloomed:out every day in some new feminine grace, blushed brightly as she took it from his hand. «Dear Jane! we must send her word at once. She will rejoice so much to know what kind friends I have found ! a said she. . The letter was written on the afternoon of their arrival in Liverpool, and stated her conjecture that the lad had been snatched from Mathew Merle by means of the kind gentleman whose card enabled her to make this attempt at communication with her friend. She begged him to report at once if he had not found the dear boy, but said, if he was safe it would be wise for them to remain apart a little time, giving Mathew Merle’s assertion as a reason for that decision. The letter was answered, and sent to the London office, as directed. ‘The return mail brought a second record, re- joicing in Wilhelmine’s security, but full of fierce, stern anger. : “You will see why I cannot come to share your pleasant retreat,” wrote Jane, ‘“why I cannot allow myself but one thought, and aim, and employment, when I tell you that my box was empty when I carried it to the lady, and that I am positive you were right in your impression that Mathew PAN GEE Gee OD ; Heyy comicboo Go (S.