The Cameron pride; or, purified by suffering : $b A novelHolmes, Mary Jane
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The Cameron pride; or, purified by suffering : $b A novel
Holmes, Mary Jane
American fiction -- 19th century
“Thank you, madam, for your good intentions, but I think we will
dispense with the turkey and the cake,” was all he said, though he did
smile at the old lady’s definition of dancing, which for once she might
allow.
Even Morris, when appealed to, decided with Wilford against Mrs. Lennox
and Aunt Betsy, knowing how unequal he was to the task which would
devolve on him in case of a bridal party at the farm-house. In
comparative silence he heard from Wilford of his engagement offering no
objection when told how soon the marriage would take place, but
congratulating him so quietly, that if Wilford had retained a feeling of
jealousy, it would have disappeared; Morris was so seemingly indifferent
to everything except Katy’s happiness. But Wilford did not observe
closely, and failed to detect the hopeless look in Morris’s eyes, or the
whiteness which settled about his mouth as he fulfilled the duties of
host and sought to entertain his guest. Those were dark hours for Morris
Grant, and he was glad when at the end of the second day Wilford’s visit
expired, and he saw him driven from Linwood round to the farm-house,
where he would say his parting words to Katy and then go back to New
York.
CHAPTER VIII.
GETTING READY TO BE MARRIED.
“MISS HELEN LENNOX, Silverton, Mass.”
This was the superscription of a letter, postmarked New York, and
brought to Helen within a week after Wilford’s departure. It was his
handwriting, too; and wondering what he could have written to her, Helen
broke the seal, starting as there dropped into her lap a check for five
hundred dollars.
“What does it mean?” she said, her cheek flushing with anger and
insulted pride as she read the following brief lines:
“NEW YORK, May 8th.
“MISS HELEN LENNOX: Please pardon the liberty I have taken in
enclosing the sum of $500 to be used by you in procuring whatever Katy
may need for present necessities. Presuming that the country
seamstresses have not the best facilities for obtaining the latest
fashions, my mother proposes sending out her own private dressmaker,
Mrs. Ryan. You may look for her the last of the week.
“Yours truly, WILFORD CAMERON.”
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