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Strange Visitors

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 739    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

I could not return to my uncle who had cast me adrift. The inquisitive glance

rom sight that it might remain until time and mildew should obliterate it. My dream of love was past. I felt

s, when a knock at the door announced Mr. Bristed. He a

aid he. "You are no

ility and determination to start immediate

et me hear where yo

not where; any distant city or village from whence I could advertise

dom, going, you know not where, without any preconceived pla

wering his voice, and placing his hand gently on my shoulder; "stay with me-become my wife. I love you and will cherish you. No rude blast that my arm can shiel

rself and the circumstances which have so recently occurred; you have accused me of lovin

for you, Agnes-take you away, if you wish; only let m

ok my

may fall again into his evil hands

n; but further than this, I must be free. If Richard seeks me out, and I can aid him, I will do

" he said with a sad smile, "G

The serving-man came for my luggage, and I sum

ut my neck that it was with effort I could leave. I did not then inform him of my inten

d me Mr. Bristed had ordered he

aster, and told him so. "At a time like this I must be alone," said I, excitedly; "I want

resent this letter according to its directions. You refuse my further aid, but

with a heavy heart entered his carriage, which

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