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[Favalora-3]

S stopping to listen--Helen Armstrong continues her nocturnal excursion.
Notwithstanding the obscurity, she keeps in a direct course, as if to
reach some particular point, and for a particular reason. What this is
needs not be told. Only love could lure a young lady out at that late
hour, and carry her along a forest path, dark, and not without dangers.
And love unsanctioned, unallowed--perhaps forbidden, by some one who has
ascendancy over her. Just the first it is which has tempted her forth;
while the last, not the cold, has caused her to cloak herself, and go
close hooded. If her father but knew of the errand she is on, it could
not be executed. And well is she aware of this. For the proud planter is
still proud, despite his reverses, still clings to the phantom of social
superiority; and if he saw her now, wandering through the woods at an
hour near midnight, alone; if he could divine her purpose: to meet a
man, who in time past has been rather coldly received at his
house--because scarce ranking with his own select circle--had Colonel
Armstrong but the gift of clairvoyance, in all probability he would at
once suspend the preparations for departure, rush to his rifle, then off
through the woods on the track of his erring daughter, with the intent
to do a deed sanguinary as that recorded, if not so repulsive. The girl
has not far to go--only half a mile or so, from the house, and less than
a quarter beyond the zigzag rail fence, which forms a boundary line
between the maize fields and primeval forest. Her journey, when
completed, will bring her under a tree--a grand magnolia, monarch of the
forest surrounding. Well does she know it, as the way thither. Arriving
at the tree, she pauses beneath its far-stretching boughs. At the same
time tossing back her hood, she shows her face unveiled. She has no fear
now. The place is beyond the range of night-strolling negroes. Only one
in pursuit of 'possum, or 'coon, would be likely to come that way; a
contingency too rare to give her uneasiness. With features set in
expectation, she stands. The fire-flies illuminate her countenanc


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