The Home in the Valley by Emilie F. Carlén
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With a blush she replaced the handkerchief around her neck, and suddenly enquired: "What then, sir, is the real intention of your visit? You said you would not disturb us, and as the game is untouched we can return it immediately." "The game is not the object of my visit." "What is then?" "The theft. Carl will be brought before the justice, I told you there was a witness to his crime." "But how can that happen unless you enter a complaint?" "Have I not the right to enforce the law which is made to protect our property? but it is possible that I might hush the matter up if I chose; and when I fancy that I see the poor fellow under arrest, when I behold him in the culprit's box, in the court-room; when I--" "May God protect him!" interrupted Magde, "you have said enough, Mr. H----. I am but the wife of a poor sailor; but if my humble prayers will be of the least avail--" and Magde, the proud Magde, who before had often dismissed Mr. Fabian with disdainful gestures, now clasped her hands, and looked into his face with an expression of tearful entreaty. "O, do not despair, my dear Magde," said he, "such tender prayers and looks, have a wonderful influence upon me. Aside from that your present |
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