Eveline Mandeville : $b or, The horse thief rivalAddison, Alvin
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Eveline Mandeville : $b or, The horse thief rival
Addison, Alvin
Fiction
Having thus compromised the matter with his conscience, Dick walked away,
resolved to have nothing to do with the affair. Indeed, his sickness of the
"wimen bizness" was hourly increasing, and he was half tempted to leave
Bill, unless he would relinquish Eveline.
While these events were transpiring, Eveline, wide awake and excited by
fear, continued to listen to every sound without, remaining perfectly still
herself, so that the inmates of the house supposed she was sleeping.
We will here remark, that the house was a double-cabin, with a kitchen
attached to one of the ends, and a sleeping-room to the other. The family
were in the kitchen, and Eveline was in the room opposite to it on the same
side, but at the other end of the house. The part of the cabin leading to
and from the kitchen, was in one large room; but the part leading to and
from Eveline's room, was divided into three apartments, two small
sleeping-rooms, and one large hall-shaped one, extending the full length of
the house, which was a kind of sitting-room, and into it opened all three
of the bed-rooms, two at the side and one at the end. There was a rude
chamber above these rooms, furnished with beds; for old Sampson's was a
rendezvous for thieves and pickpockets, who often assembled there in
considerable numbers, rendering it necessary for him to have these various
accommodations for their benefit. Old Sampson himself was an outlaw, and
many a murder had been committed in his house, and always in the room
occupied by Hadley, with which there was a secret communication, and
beneath it a vault for the reception of the dead bodies of his victims,
until such time as they could be removed without detection.
With this brief explanation, we return to the thread of the narrative.
When Eveline heard the voice of the stranger, she was struck with its
peculiarity, but, as it was louder than she had been used to hear Hadley
speak, she did not recognize it, and the few brief words she afterward
heard him utter, were too indistinctly heard by her to elicit the truth.
When, however, she heard that well-known voice thanking the men for their
kindness, she recognized it in a moment, and but for the fact that he was
just retiring, she would have rushed out and thrown herself in his arms.
Hadley had not long been gone, when she heard a low murmuring of voices
back of her room, and noiselessly approaching the side of her apartment
nearest the speakers, she placed her ear to a crevice in the logs, and
listened.
"I don't want to go to extremes unless there is good reason to believe he
has considerable money about him."
These words, spoken by the host, were the first she heard distinctly.
"I think there is no doubt on that point," was the reply, "for to my
certain knowledge he has just inherited an estate from a rich uncle."
"Has he indeed? Then he may be worth plucking. But can we rely on your
companion?"
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