. Harper's weekly. :, -rriiorn. what tan you have learnedhaunts nnd hiding-place-of crime? Howe Cung, strange, inexperienced almost aape for Buccess, when men, bold and c â¢â On\v pro â â (-â â , reiterated tiie your,.. n,.rhesitated.) Not to meânot to Arthur ; but to him, young or old, or little,v ho f hall full,II u- dutiful desire. For theHeaven, promise. Polly surrendered at discretion. I do promise, said she. Then, with icertainty of the disappointment he was hitwhen his excitement should have subsidadded, Melleot, however, for one momeHaggerdorn. Yon have no clew, not evei doub
. Harper's weekly. :, -rriiorn. what tan you have learnedhaunts nnd hiding-place-of crime? Howe Cung, strange, inexperienced almost aape for Buccess, when men, bold and c â¢â On\v pro â â (-â â , reiterated tiie your,.. n,.rhesitated.) Not to meânot to Arthur ; but to him, young or old, or little,v ho f hall full,II u- dutiful desire. For theHeaven, promise. Polly surrendered at discretion. I do promise, said she. Then, with icertainty of the disappointment he was hitwhen his excitement should have subsidadded, Melleot, however, for one momeHaggerdorn. Yon have no clew, not evei doubtful if the person suspected towner had any share in my fatherhe had, the wretch has escaped i Whither, think they, he has ftTo Frnnce-to Holland-toknows? There is safe refuge on either shore for To Holland? I, too, thither go. Somethingpoints me that way. Remember only your gracupromise, d-ar lady, and all is done. ~zat boxâit shall be my guide. InI will restore it, and with it I will Trust : yon niv. Your coachmans sleeping powers are iArthur, he said. He lias driven off!He has driven! said Arthur, not, however, ;iggage and all. Dont W alarmed. He will to you, added the little doctor, hesitating, if Mi-sHinnpage «ill pardon. As he drew Arthur aside, Miss Serocold sidled upto her friend, and, taking her hand, pressed it witha significance of congratulation with which Polly,hough , could have dispensed. Darling, I am so happy 1 murmured the elderlady. Polly intimated her satisfaction, trying, neverthe-less, to look as though she accepted it rather as ;>pleasing fact in their domestic history than as im-plying any new phase of feeling. So veryâ»t:ry blest! continued Miss Serocold. Sin h a sudden wave of joy ! Blest! Wave! said Polly. My dear aunt Can not realize the pleasing pain! said herfriend, sentimentally. No more can I. Thatheshould have snatched the momentâ â The lastâ murmured Polly. When we had not set eyes on each other these Polly
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