Disappeared From Her Home: A NovelPirkis, Catherine Louisa
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Disappeared From Her Home: A Novel
Pirkis, Catherine Louisa
Detective and mystery stories; Missing persons -- Fiction
“Isola entered heart and soul into my plan. ‘I will go with her,’
she exclaimed. ‘She is too much of a child to be trusted by herself in
the world. Where she wanders thither will I go, where she dies there
will I die, and there will I be buried.’ I gladly consented to this, as
Isola had already once made the journey to England, and would know all
the details of the route. My mother, too, was so bright and quick, and
her remembrance of the English you taught her so perfect, that I had
scarcely any fear of difficulties arising on the road. My one and only
anxiety was how would she conduct herself in her interview with you.
Would she act quietly and with discretion, or would she cause some open
scandal and disgrace to you and to your family? I did my best to
prevent this by exacting from her a solemn promise that she would
not go down to Harleyford, but remain in London at the hotel where
Isola stayed, write to you from there, and there wait your reply. My
heart misgave me when she made me this promise. Yet, I thought to
myself, after all it doesn’t much matter what she says or does in
England. The truth will have to be made known to the world, and the
rightful wife acknowledged. ‘Ah! it was a weary, bitter time,’” and
here Amy broke down utterly. “My brain aches now when I think of it,
and a pain comes into my heart which, I think, will be there till my
dying day.”
“Poor child!” said Mr. Warden, tenderly smoothing the masses of dark
hair which clustered upon Amy’s white forehead, as she laid her head
wearily on his shoulder. “My poor little girl, you have been too much
tried. You were too young to bear so heavy a load of responsibility and
sorrow. For an old worn-out heart like mine a little suffering, more or
less, cannot make much difference, but for you, in your bright, fresh
girlhood, it was hard indeed to bear up against such a complication of
mistakes and wrong-doing.”
“Yes,” said Amy, wearily, going on with her story, “it was very hard
and very miserable, and after my mother had started, I nearly broke
down altogether.
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