Flower and Jewel; or, Daisy Forrest's Daughter — John Shaqi
Flower and Jewel; or, Daisy Forrest's DaughterMiller, Alex. McVeigh, Mrs.
Philosophy
Flower and Jewel; or, Daisy Forrest's Daughter
Miller, Alex. McVeigh, Mrs.
Gothic fiction; Mothers and daughters -- Fiction; Sisters -- Fiction
The clink of gold in his hand made Sam reply eagerly in the
affirmative.
CHAPTER X.
Several months went by, and the fate that hung so heavily over Flower
Fielding's beautiful head lowered more and more darkly, until life
became a burden almost too heavy to be borne.
Laurie Meredith had gone away on the night before the one appointed for
their elopement, and nothing had ever been heard of him since.
At first Flower had feared that something had happened to her lover,
and in her desperation she had personally made inquiry at the hotel
where he had boarded, and the clerk had told her that Mr. Meredith had
settled his bill that evening and had his trunk sent down to the boat,
saying that he was going home, as his father had written for him to
come.
"I am very sorry," Flower said, falteringly. She saw the clerk's look
of astonishment, and added: "Mr. Meredith lent me some books to read,
and I would have liked to return them, but I did not know he was going
away so soon. Have you any idea where I could send them?"
"No, I have not, miss; but I dare say Mr. Meredith desired you to keep
them," returned the resplendent young clerk, with an admiring glance at
the lovely young girl, which made her color hotly and immediately turn
away.
"He will come back, or he will write soon and explain why he went away
so suddenly. He may have been called away by a telegram. Perhaps some
of his relatives are dead," she thought; and for several weeks she
waited, expecting his return, or a letter at least.
Still she could not help feeling indignant at the way in which he had
gone.
"He might have sent a note to let me know," she thought; but as time
passed on without any explanation, she resolved to write to him and ask
him why he had treated her so unkindly.
He had given her a card one day with his Northern address upon it, and
she had put it away carefully in her little rosewood writing-desk.
But when she went to look for it the card was gone. Something else was
gone, too--a paper that Laurie had given her to keep--an important
document.
She nearly fainted at first; but, rousing herself, she went to her
trunk and looked carefully through that, then her bureau drawers,
thinking that perhaps she had removed it to another place.
But neither the card nor the paper was to be found.
A wild suspicion came to her, and she rushed to Jewel's room.
"Have you taken anything out of my desk?" she asked, abruptly.
Jewel looked around in surprise.
"What a question! Of course I have not taken anything from your desk.
Have you lost anything, or only your senses, Flower Fielding?"
Flower shrunk sensitively from her sister's sharp voice and angry
glance, and answered in a low voice:
"I had a card with Laurie Meredith's name on it, and--a very important
paper. I thought perhaps you had taken them away to tease me."
"No, I have not seen them. What was the paper about?" Jewel asked,
gazing sharply into her sister's downcast face.
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