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Bad Hugh

CHAPTER XXXVI
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Snugly ensconced in a seat all to herself, she vainly imagined there was no more trouble until Cleveland or Buffalo at least was reached.

How, then, was she disappointed when, alighting for a moment at Rochester, she found herself in a worse babel, if possible, than had existed at Albany.
Where were all these folks going, and which was the train?
"I ought not to have alighted at all," she thought; "I might have known I never could find my way back." Never, sure, was poor, little woman so confused and bewildered as Anna, and it is not strange that she stood directly upon the track, unmindful of the increasing din and roar as the train from Niagara Falls came thundering into the depot.

It was in vain that the cabman nearest to her helloed to warn her of the impending danger.

She never dreamed that they meant her, or suspected her great peril, until from out of the group waiting to take that very train, a tall figure sprang, and grasping her light form around the waist, bore her to a place of safety--not because he guessed that it was Annie, but because it was a human being whom he would save from a fearful death.
"Excuse me, madam," he began, but whatever she might have said was lost in the low, thrilling scream of joy with which Anna recognized him.
"Charlie, Charlie! oh, Charlie!" she cried, burying her face in his bosom and sobbing like a child.
There was no time to waste in explanations; scarcely time, indeed, for Charlie to ask where she was going, and if the necessity to go on were imperative.
"You won't leave me," Anna whispered.
"Leave you, darling?
No," and pressing the little fingers twining so lovingly about his own, Charlie replied: "Whither thou goest I will go.
I shall not leave you again." He needed no words to tell him of the letters never received; he knew the truth, and satisfied to have her at last he drew her closely to him, and laying her tired head upon his bosom, gazed fondly at the face he had not seen in many, many years.

Curious, tittering maidens, of whom there are usually one or two in every car, looked at that couple near the door and whispered to their companions: "Bride and groom.


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