The bride's fate: The sequel to "The changed brides"Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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The bride's fate: The sequel to "The changed brides"
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
American fiction -- 19th century
“Here, you, Jake! Go out upon the sidewalk, or around the square, and
see if you can find Master Lenny and his nurse; and if you can, then
tell Pina to bring him home immediately, I wish to see him before I
leave.”
“Yes, sir, I’ll find them. I saw them on the corner watching of a Punch
and Judy, not half an hour ago,” said the boy, bowing and leaving the
room.
“I _do_ want to see the little fellow, and kiss him good-by before we
go,” said the General, apologetically, as he poured for himself a glass
of sherry.
“La, grandpa, you talk as if you were going to the antipodes,” laughed
Mrs. Hammond.
“I dare say I talk like an old fool, Anna, but I am very foolishly fond
of that little fellow.”
“Oh, grandpa, I did not mean to say anything of the kind, and I beg your
pardon.”
“Tut, tut, I knew you didn’t. Come, Dick, have you got through?”
“Very nearly. There is time enough, sir.”
“I wouldn’t miss the train for a thousand pounds. And bless my soul,
those men from Scotland Yard have not reported yet. I do hope they will
be punctual,” said the General, impatiently.
At that moment the waiter appeared, and announced two persons below
inquiring for General Lyon or Mr. Hammond.
“Our men at last,” said Dick, “tell them to wait for us in the hall.”
The waiter went out to take the message.
And the General and Dick completed their last preparations.
“And that child hasn’t come yet!” exclaimed the General, very
impatiently.
“Time enough, uncle—the cab hasn’t come yet,” said Dick.
But at that instant the waiter once more appeared and announced the cab.
“Let us go,” said Dick.
“Not yet; we can wait five minutes for little Lenny. Waiter, will you
oblige me by going out upon the sidewalk and looking for my servants,
and if you find them tell them to come in immediately with Master
Leonard. I want to see him before I leave town.”
“Certainly, sir,” said the man, hurrying from the room.
And General Lyon sat down to wait impatiently, while Dick and Anna stood
withdrawn into the bay window, making their adieux.
“Indeed, dear Anna,” said Dick, “I would rather you should let Drusilla
think it is some scrape of mine that has carried us off from London than
that you should permit her to suspect the truth. It will not matter to
let her deceive herself for a few hours or days, until the suspense and
danger shall be over.”
“I will do the best I can; but, oh, Dick! do you think that you can
possibly be in time? in time to prevent a fatal meeting?” she anxiously
inquired.
“We must try to do so; we must do our utmost and trust the event to
Providence.”
“Dick,” said the General, impatiently interrupting them, “our five
minutes are up, and neither little Lenny, our servants, or the waiter
has returned. Pray, Dick, oblige me by going out for a few minutes to
see if they are coming. I hate to trouble you, my boy, but I must kiss
little Lenny before we go.”
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