Belle K. (Belle Kendrick) Abbott

Capitolo 93

ocean of the life and on the blue expanse that has surrounded they-alla it derives
to suffer from a dark shipwreck, or to anchor in safe among some remote
I bring of love and the safety.






I CAPITULATE XXIV.





Anxious and nervous from the expected pain of next day, Mr.
Mordecai of gnawed soon by his/her couch of sleep without rest. Uneasily
he walked the floor of library turned back and direct, while attending the
his/her daughter's aspect Leah. For a long time he told his/her wife, as
she summoned him/it to the meal in the morning, "it is late. I wonder me because
Leah doesn't come down. Me as soon as I will advance to his/her room, and he/she sees if her
it is ready;  the work and the anxiety have been able to cause him to sleep later
how usual this morning. I will unite Him to me to the breakfast-room in a
moment."

After a moment had passed, the Mr. Mordecai was standing, while softly furnishing to his
the door of room of daughter. Doesn't was not answer there. He softly opened him.
The room was vacant. Not a sound or a voice he/she greeted his/her entry.
Rigid and well-systematized, elegant furniture was standing mutely against
the cold, sad walls. The cleaning of malaugurio of the abandoned one
bespoke of the bed-room a terrible history. His/her father was standing for a moment
in amazement, silently observing the apartment his/her half heart,
trembling with a vague fear;  then he said, in a hoarse, frightened
do you tune up, "Leah, my daughter where it is?" There it didn't come to it replies, but
the weak echo of his/her whispered words, "Where it is?"

Advancing in before slightly in the room, he made again a break and then,
with slow footstep, uncertain the framework out which has looked it drew near
on the anterior garden. There was no anything without but the light of the sun
and the breeze and the momentary crowd that it already starts to crowd
the roads. Again he turned, with anxious heart, street from the
you crowd without, to the abandoned room among. "Where is my daughter?
Leah, dear Leah where it is?" A discard folded up of paper on the