Capitolo 11
the curiosity to read him/it."
"I understand. Well, I agree."
"If you find some money or valuables, I pray to them. Me only
wants the paper. When it will make the attempt?"
"Night of to-tomorrow. When it will be sure?"
"At eleven o'clock. All of us retire in this house soon. Strength cans him
an entry?"
"Yes; but it will be best for you to leave the open external door."
"I have a best plan. Here is my key of house."
"Good! I cannot do the job me, but I will see that you/he/she is done.
How will I know the wish?"
"It is in a great envelope, laced with a narrow ribbon. Probably it is
writing: 'My wish.'"
"Does he/she suppose that I succeed, when I will see her?"
"I will come around to Your place on the Bowery. Good-night!"
Curtis Waring the saw Bolton in the door, and it killed him/it. Returning, him
flung him on a sofa.
"I can make that useful man!" he reflected. "There is an element of
danger in the presence of the boy in New York; but it will go very hard if me
cannot free of him! Tim Bolton is to the sudden finicky, but there
it is other to whom I can apply. With gold everything is possible. It is
the matters of time came to an end. The health of my uncle is quickly failing--
the suggestions of doctor that he has heart disease--and the fortune for that
I am waiting so along it will be soon mine, if I work my cards
right. I cannot afford of now to commit some errors."
I capitulate IV.
Florence.
Florence Linden sat in the library the following evening in a
attitude of depression. Its eyelids were inflated, and it were evident
she was crying. During the day she had had an interview with her
uncle in which he harshly insisted on his fertile productive to his/her wishes,
and his/her cousin marrying himself/herself/itself Curtis.
"But, uncle", she objected, "me not the hook."
"If the bridegrooms, and love will come."
"Never!" she said, vehemently.
"You confidently speak, loses", Mr. Said Linden, with irritation.
"Listening, Uncle John. It is not alone that me not the hook. I feel antipathy
him--I abhor--him."
"Nonsense! that is the eccentric foolishness of a young girl."