A Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton-Porter
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Elnora found her key and opened the door. Not where she had placed it, but conspicuously in front lay her little heap of bills, and a crude scrawl of writing beside it. Elnora picked up the note in astonishment. DERE ELNORY, the lord amighty is hiding you all right done you ever dout it this money of yourn was took for some time las nite but it is returned with intres for god sake done ever come to the swamp at nite or late evnin or mornin or far in any time sompin worse an you know could git you A FREND. Elnora began to tremble. She hastily glanced around. The damp earth before the case had been trodden by large, roughly shod feet. She caught up the money and the note, thrust them into her guimpe, locked the case, and ran to the road. She was so breathless and her face so white Sinton noticed it. "What in the world's the matter, Elnora?" he asked. "I am half afraid!" she panted. "Tut, tut, child!" said Wesley Sinton. "Nothing in the world to be afraid of. What happened?" |
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