Hatchie was disappointed, on his return, to find his prisoner had
escaped. A diligent search, by the precaution of the confederates, was
rendered fruitless.
CHAPTER XVIII.
"Why should my curiosity excite me
To search and pry into the affairs of others,
Who have to employ my thoughts so many cares
And sorrows of my own?" LILLO.
Jaspar Dumont sat in the library at Bellevue. It was the evening after
his return from Vicksburg. Near him, engaged in examining a heap of
papers, was his new overseer, Dalhousie.
Jaspar was musing over the late turn his affairs had taken; and, while
he congratulated himself on his present triumphant position, he could
but regard with apprehension the future, which seemed to smile only to
lure him on to certain destruction. The trite saying, "There is no peace
for the wicked," is literally and universally true. The lowering brow,
the threatening scowl, the suspicious glance, of the wicked uncle, were
as reliable evidences of his misery as his naked soul, torn with doubt
and anguish, could have been.
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