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He at least knew that Virgie was in San Francisco, and that she must have been residing in the State for some time to allow her the right to apply for the divorce there. She must have been there even while he was there searching for her, and it seemed terribly cruel to him that he should have missed her. But he resolved that he would find her yet, if she lived.
"I could not think of allowing you to go on in this driving storm, and we can arrange it very comfortably can we not, Virgie?" turning toward her. "Yes, sir," was the low though unhesitating reply. "But I am an entire stranger to you. How dare you take me into your household? How do you know but that I am a robber or a brigand in disguise?" queried Mr. Heath, with a twinkle in his fine eyes.
Virgie had not seen her father so bright and animated in all the five years of their secluded life, and she began to hope that his fears regarding his failing health were groundless after all. She, too, enjoyed the young stranger's conversation, although she did not join in it.
He turned to the sobbing child and shook her gently. "Virgie! Virgie! Listen, honey! Remember General Lee!" The bowed head rose from her father's shoulder; the little shoulders stiffened, and eye to eye she looked into the face of Cary as his pleading voice went on: "He wouldn't want you to cry like this. He said 'She's a brave little soldier to stay there all alone.
"Your 'one talent' will prove a very valuable one, if rightly employed," interposed the publisher, smiling. "Thank you," returned Virgie, flushing again. "And now, since my little book pleases you, will you kindly make me an offer?" "Well, Miss What shall I call you, please? I like to know the names of people with whom I am dealing," Mr. Knight observed, with a business-like air.
Farnum obeyed Virgie's request with some misgivings; but she saw at once upon entering the room that the young wife believed the very worst, and she was half frightened at the result of her work. Virgie arose as she entered, her baby clasped close in her arms, and handed her the letter which she had sent her to read. "Here is your letter, Mrs.
She sometimes regretted having written that last letter and sent that hundred pounds to Virgie. She began to fear that she might have overreached herself by so doing, for, if her brother and his wife should meet, Virgie would of course tell her husband everything, and he would at once understand that his sister had been guilty of all the mischief intercepted letters, and all.
Who makes Fanny work harder than any hired girl in the city? You! Who has ruined my career? You! You and your selfishness!" Taken aback by the suddenness of his denunciation, Virginia stared at him in surprise, as if not comprehending. "My selfishness?" she stammered. "Just that!" he sneered. With pretended indignation he went on: "And the things you were going to do for little Virgie!
He slid to the table and sprang lightly to the floor, facing his troopers with a smile, half-humorous, half in seeming disappointment, as he glanced at Virgie. "I'm afraid the little rebel's right again. He isn't there!" "Oh!" cried Virgie, then clapped her hands across her mouth, while the troopers slowly looked from her into the level eyes of their commanding officer.
Suddenly her eyes lighted upon an advertisement. It stated that a well-known publishing house of that city offered a prize of three hundred dollars for the most unique and tasteful design for a Christmas souvenir. It described what was required, mentioned the conditions of its acceptance, and the time when the designs of all competitors must be delivered. Virgie was interested at once.
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