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Black, William, 1841-1898

"Sunrise"

Do as I bid you, my dearest."
"Then you know who she is?" said Natalie, promptly.
"I have a suspicion, at all events; and--and--something may happen--that
you will be glad of."
"What, more mysterious presents?" the girl said, lightly; "more messages
from Santa Claus?"
He could not answer her. The consciousness that this might be indeed
Natalie's mother who was so near to them; the fear of the possible
consequences of any sudden disclosure; the thought that this opportunity
might escape him, and he leaving in a few days for America: all these
things whirled through his brain in rapid and painful succession. But
there was soon to be an end of them. Natalie, still obediently following
his instructions, and yet inclined to make light of the whole thing, and
himself arrived at the gates of the park; Anneli, as formerly, being
somewhat behind. Receiving no intimation from her, they crossed the road
to the corner of Great Stanhope Street. But they had not proceeded far
when Anneli said,
"Ah, Fraulein, the lady is gone! You may look after her now.


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