Mrs. Georgie Sheldon

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Mrs. Georgie Sheldon Threads gathered up (1887)

She found her at last, and her heart sank within her as she saw her condition, for the poor creature was wedged between a demolished berth and the side of the car in such a way that it seemed impossible to rescue her.
It was a sickening sight, for, already, Virgie could see little tongues of flame leaping up all about her and shooting out toward her as if eager for their prey, while the smoke was rapidly growing denser.
The woman saw it, too, and her face was almost convulsed with agony and fear.
“Oh, do help me,” she prayed. “I shall be burned. I cannot die such a horrible death.”
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Mrs. Georgie Sheldon Threads gathered up (1887)

In as few words as possible she told her all that had occurred, and the name of her father—the name which she had so long withheld from her.
Sir William Heath, Rupert’s guardian, my father!” said the bewildered girl, looking utterly dazed by the startling information.
“Yes, darling. It is a romance in real life, is it not?—and one which will end more happily than such romances usually do,” was the smiling reply, although there were tears upon the grateful woman’s cheeks.
“That accounts for a great deal,” said Virgie, musingly.
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Mrs. Georgie Sheldon Threads gathered up (1887)

Then turning to Rupert she continued:
“You are a man, just and true, Mr. Hamilton; you have heard my story as a disinterested witness, and are therefore capable of judging with an unprejudiced mind; I ask you, is it right that I should demand for my child the position and inheritance that belong to her?”
And Rupert Hamilton replied, gravely, decidedly:
“It is right; a great wrong has been done both you and Virgie, and it is but just that it should be atoned for as far as may be—if not willingly, then by compulsion.”
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