At the Time AppointedBarbour, A. Maynard (Anna Maynard)
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At the Time Appointed
Barbour, A. Maynard (Anna Maynard)
Detective and mystery stories
These facts, communicated to his parents, soon reached Miss Jewett,
filling her with a pride and delight that knew no bounds. Ellisburg had
no daily paper, but it possessed a few individuals of the gentler sex
who as advertising mediums answered almost as well, and whom Miss Jewett
included among her acquaintance. She suddenly remembered a number of
calls which her household duties had hitherto prevented her returning,
and decided that this was the most opportune time for paying them.
Ordering her carriage and donning her best black silk gown, she
proceeded with due ceremony to make her round of calls, judiciously
dropping a few words here and there, which, like the seed sown on good
ground, brought forth fruit, thirty, sixty, and a hundred-fold. As a
result Darrell, upon his return, found himself a literary star of the
first magnitude,--the cynosure of all eyes.
These reports reaching Marion only widened the gulf which she felt now
intervened between herself and Darrell.
Almost immediately upon his return Darrell called upon her. She was at
home, but sent a younger sister to admit him while she nerved herself
for the dreaded interview. As he awaited her coming he looked around him
with a sort of wonder. Each object seemed familiar, and yet, was it
possible this was the room that used to seem so bright and pleasant as
he and Marion conned their lessons together? Had it changed, he
wondered, or had he?
Marion's entrance put a stop to his musings. He sprang to meet her, she
advanced slowly. She had changed very little. Her face, unless animated,
was always serious, determined; it was a shade more determined, almost
stern, but it had the same strong, intellectual look which had always
distinguished it and for which he had admired it.
Darrell, on the contrary, was greatly changed. Marion, gazing at the
snow-white hair, the dark eyes with their piercing, inscrutable look,
the firmly set mouth, and noting the bearing of conscious strength and
power, was unable to recognize her quondam schoolmate until he spoke;
the voice and smile were the same as of old!
They clasped hands for an instant, then Darrell, as in the old days,
dropped easily into one corner of the little sofa, supposing she would
take her accustomed place in the other corner, but, instead, she drew a
small rocker opposite and facing him, in which she seated herself. His
manner was cordial and free as, after a few inquiries regarding herself,
he spoke of his absence, touching lightly upon his illness and its
strange consequences, and expressed his joy at finding himself at home
once more.
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