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Augusta, Clara, 1839-1905

"The Fatal Glove"


And on my way, somewhere, my money has been stolen."
"Give yourself no more uneasiness. I am only too happy to be of any use
to you."
The crowd dispersed, and Castrani called a carriage, and put Margie and
Leo inside.
"Have you any choice of hotels?"
"None. I am entirely unacquainted here. You know best."
"To the ---- House," he said to the driver; and thither they were taken.
A warm room and a tempting supper were provided, but Margie could not
eat. She only swallowed a little toast, and drank a cup of tea. Castrani
came to her parlor just after she had finished, but he did not sit down.
He had too much delicacy to intrude himself upon her when accident had
thrown them together.
"I was called here on very urgent business," he said, "and shall be
obliged to attend to it to-night, but I shall return soon, and will see
you in the morning. Meanwhile, feel perfectly at home. I have engaged a
chamber-maid to attend to you, and do not be afraid to make your wants
known. Good-night, now, and pleasant dreams."
She was so weary, that she slept some, with Leo hugged tightly to her
breast; for she felt a sense of security in having this faithful friend
near her. Breakfast was served in her room, and by-and-by Castrani came
up.


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