Adrift In New York Tom And Florence Braving The World

Excerpt from Adrift in New York: Or Tom and Florence Braving the World There was a shade of jealousy in the voice of Cur tis Waring as he entered the library through the open door, and approaching his uncle, pressed his hand. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

"Adrift in New York: Tom and Florence Braving the World Jr Horatio Alger" is a great young adult story that is pleasant to read today as it was 100 years ago. It tells of the adventures of two teens who get into difficult life situations but bravely cope with them. Florence is a victim of intrigue. Tom is a kidnapped child, growing up as a noble young man. Together they are to solve the mysteries of the part and bring the justice back.

The boy approached the secretary, and with some tools he had brought essayed to open it. After a brief delay he succeeded, and lifted the cover. He was about to explore it, according to Tim's directions, when he heard a cry of fear, and turning swiftly saw Florence, her eyes dilated with terror, gazing at him.

Curtis Waring followed the retreating form of his cousin with a sardonic smile."She is in the toils! She cannot escape me!" he muttered. "But"-and here his brow darkened-"it vexes me to see how she repels my advances, as if I were some loathsome thing! If only she would return my love-for I do love her, cold as she is-I should be happy. Can there be a rival? But no! we live so quietly that she has met no one who could win her affection. Why can she not turn to me? Surely, I am not so ill-favored, and though twice her age, I am still a young man. Nay, it is only a young girl's caprice. She shall yet come to my arms, a willing captive."His thoughts took a turn, as he arose from his seat, and walked over to the secretary."So it is here that the two wills are deposited!" he said to himself; "one making me a rich man, the other a beggar! While the last is in existence I am not safe. The boy may be alive, and liable to turn up at any moment. If only he were dead-or the will destroyed--" Here he made a suggestive pause.He took a bunch of keys from his pocket, and tried one after another, but without success. He was so absorbed in his work that he did not notice the entrance of a dark-browed, broad-shouldered man, dressed in a shabby corduroy suit, till the intruder indulged in a short cough, intended to draw attention.