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Ashton, Warren T.

"Hatchie, the Guardian Slave; or, The Heiress of Bellevue"

"You know not the loss I have sustained."
"But you must keep calm."
"Doctor, did you ever love?" asked Henry, abruptly, as he gazed rather
wildly at his host.
This was a severe question to a man whose matrimonial experience was of
such a disagreeable nature. But he remembered the day before
marriage,--the sunny dreams which had beguiled many a weary hour,--and
he sympathized with the unhappy man.
"I have," replied the doctor, solemnly, so solemnly that it chilled the
ardent blood of the listener. "I have loved, and can understand your
present state of feeling."
"Then you know, if I do not regain her whom I have lost, I had better
die now than endure the misery before me."
The doctor was not quite so sure of this, but he did not express the
thought.
"You will regain her," said he.
"Alas! I fear not. The boat was almost a total wreck. I saw scores of
dead and dying as I clung to my frail support."
"Fear not. Believe me, captain, I am a prophet; she shall be restored to
your arms again."
"I thank you for the assurance; but I fear you are not an infallible
prophet.


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