قراءة كتاب Miracle Gold (Vol. 1 of 3) A Novel
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MIRACLE GOLD.
New Novels at the Libraries. MARVEL. By the Author of "Molly Bawn." 3 vols.
FOR FREEDOM. By TIGHE HOPKINS. 2 vols. MOLLY'S STORY; a Family History. 3 vols. AN ADVENTURESS. 2 vols. LADY STELLA AND HER LOVER. 3 vols. ONE MAID'S MISCHIEF. By G. M. FENN. 3 vols. UNCLE BOB'S NIECE. By LESLIE KEITH. 3 vols. A VOICE IN THE WILDERNESS. By C. FOTHERGILL. 3 vols. WARD & DOWNEY, PUBLISHERS, LONDON. |
MIRACLE GOLD.
A Novel.
BY
RICHARD DOWLING,
AUTHOR OF
"The Mystery of Killard," "The Weird Sisters,"
"Tempest Driven," "Under St. Paul's," &c.
IN THREE VOLUMES.
VOL. I.
LONDON:
WARD AND DOWNEY,
12, YORK STREET, COVENT GARDEN, W.C.
1888.
[All rights reserved.]
PRINTED BY
KELLY AND CO., GATE STREET, LINCOLN'S INN FIELDS,
AND KINGSTON-ON-THAMES.
CONTENTS. |
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| CHAP. | |
| I.-- | Too Late. |
| II.-- | Voices of the Unseen. |
| III.-- | An Offer of Marriage. |
| IV.-- | On The Wing. |
| V.-- | Mr. Leigh's Deputy. |
| VI.-- | Oscar Leigh's Cave of Magic. |
| VII.-- | The Negro Juggler. |
| VIII.-- | The Juggler's Last Feat. |
| IX.-- | "Only a Woman." |
| X.-- | Leigh Promises One Visit and Pays Another. |
| XI.-- | Stranger than Miracle Gold. |
| XII.-- | An Omen. |
| XIII.-- | In Curzon Street. |
MIRACLE GOLD.
MIRACLE GOLD.
CHAPTER I
TOO LATE.
"The 8.45 for London, miss? Just gone. Gone two or three minutes. It's the last train up to town this evening, miss. First in the morning at 6.15, miss."
"Gone!" cried the girl in despair. She reached out her hand and caught one of the wooden pillars supporting the roof of the little station at Millway, near the south-east coast of England.
"Yes, miss, gone," said the porter. He was inclined to be very civil and communicative, for the last train for London had left, the enquirer seemed in great distress, and she was young and beautiful. "Any luggage, miss? If you have you can leave it in the cloak-room till the first train to-morrow. The first train leaves here at a quarter past six."
She did not speak. She looked up and down the platform, with dazed, bewildered eyes. Her lips were drawn back and slightly parted. She still kept her hand on the wooden pillar. She seemed more afraid of becoming weak than in a state of present weakness.
The porter, who was young and good-looking, and a very great admirer of female charms, thought the girl was growing faint. He said: "If you like, miss, you can sit down in the waiting-room and rest there."
She turned her eyes upon him without appearing to see him, and shook her head in mechanical refusal of his suggestion. She had no fear of fainting. For a moment her mental powers were prostrated, but her physical force was in no danger of giving way. With a start and a shiver, she recovered enough presence of mind to realize her position on the platform, and the appearance she must be making in the eyes of the polite and well-disposed railway porter.
"Thank you, I have no luggage--with me." She looked around apprehensively, as though dreading pursuit.
"Would you like me to call a fly for you, miss?"
"No. Oh, no!" she cried, starting back from him in alarm. Then seeing the man retire a pace with a look of surprise and disappointment, she added hastily, "I do not want a cab, thank you. It is most unfortunate that I missed the train. Is it raining still?"
"Yes, miss; heavy."
From where she stood she could have seen the rain falling on the metals and ballast of the line; she was absolutely looking through the rain as she asked the question, but she was in that