I'll see her starve before
my eyes, that girl Eugenia."
Still, as the distance between himself and the young lady
diminished, he felt a degree of satisfaction in knowing that the
draft had as usual been sent, thus lulling her into a state of
security with regard to himself. Rapturously he talked of the
meeting with Dora, but his eye was fiery in its expression when he
spoke of that other meeting, when Eugenia would be the accused and
he the wrathful accuser. The invigorating sea breeze did him good,
and when at last the Cape was doubled and he knew that the waves
which clashed against the ship, bore the same name with those
which kissed the shores of America, he stood forth upon the deck,
tall and erect as ever, with an eager, expectant look in his eye,
which increased as he each day felt that he drew nearer and Bearer
to his home--and _Dora Deane_.
CHAPTER XIX.
THE MEETING.
One bright, beautiful summer morning, a noble vessel was sailing
slowly into the harbor of New York. Groups of passengers stood
upon her deck, and a little apart from the rest were Uncle Nat and
Howard Hastings, the former gazing eagerly towards the city, which
had more than doubled its population since last he looked upon it.
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