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A wet and stormy night. The rain beat ceaselessly against the curtained
windows; the wild spring wind shrieked through the city streets, icily
cold; a bad, black night--starless, moonless.
The Reverend Raymond Rashleigh gave a little comfortable shiver as he
listened to it. It was very pleasant to listen to it in that cozy little
room. He poked the blazing coals, sipped his red port, stroked pussy,
who bore a most absurd feline resemblance to himself, and took up his
paper again.
For the second time he read over a brief paragraph among the
"Personals:"
"LEFT HER HOME.--On the fifteenth instant--whether forcibly or of her own
free will is unknown--a young lady of sixteen years, by name Mollie Dane.
Is undersized, very slight of figure, a profusion of light, curling hair,
large blue eyes, handsome features, and remarkably self-possessed and
straightforward of manner. Was dressed as a bride, in white silk and
lace. Any information concerning her will be thankfully received and
liberally rewarded by her afflicted friends. Apply personally or by
letter to MR.


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