Octavia's Pride; or, The Missing Witness — page 99: what you’re looking at

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OCTAVIA’S PRIDE. 89 Shortly after, she spoke again: ‘‘ Poor Felix! I shall miss him!” | The general, as he prophesied, passed an unusualy com- fortable night. His daughter, on the contrary, lay awake, staring, with dry, feverish eyes, into the dimness. CHAPTER ‘IX. BRAVE JENNY WREN. “Now,” said Jane West, ‘‘if I have any woman’s wit, I must find it. Here I am, locked in my room, three win- dows up from the ground, and below are those two men, cruel, wicked creatures, inebriated with the worst of all in- toxication, the maddened thirst for gold. This is only the commencement of my persecution. No one can say to what lengths they may push it, and I am here alone, a single, weaponless woman, to defend myself against two men, with the advantages all on their side. Of course I am justified in using strategy, and | am at perfect liberty to depart. My master, who alone had the power of controlling my actions, lies dead—woe is me!—and has no further need of me, ex- cept for this thing, to save that packet from those prying eyes and greedy hands. Iwill do it. Just now I do not see the way, but the knowledge will come. And they shall not obtain from me the cordial recipe—no, not uf they stretch me on a rack and torture me to obtain a single hint.” She went to the window and looked out sharply and scru- tinizingly. ‘he distance to the ground did not daunt her. She was confident that she could manufacture a rope to let her down safely. But the question was how to get into the lower story without arousing any one, and to get also to the inside of Dr. Morley’s secretaire. . » _ cate “7 ~ / Brn te 4 , : 7 “- ~ 7 : P ‘ Ai : ; “aw - ood ! , - ~“ 7 . - : ‘ ? ’ ye? ‘ ae oD et we Paes i ye ae : 4 ce ee oes - GOMIGc cS 000 are Séy eet J . \ee GC Bey J | & A * ahi : % P;