The White Rose of MemphisFalkner, William C. (Clark)
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The White Rose of Memphis
Falkner, William C. (Clark)
Memphis (Tenn.) -- Fiction
“‘I wish I could do that, but I cannot; I shall all the time be thinking
you are ill, or that something has gone wrong with you. I should die if
you were to fall ill among strangers!’
“‘I’ll take good care of myself for your sake; I’ll be prudent in all
things, and let you know if anything goes wrong; but you must do the
same.’
“‘Let us go in; I see Mr. Rockland waiting for you--he is going to talk
to you about our engagement, and you must be careful not to offend him.’
“‘Fear nothing on that score; I think we will now come to an
understanding entirely satisfactory to all parties concerned.’
“Mr. Rockland met me on the portico with his cold, placid smile, and
directed me to follow him into the library. He also asked Lottie to go
with us. Pointing to a seat, he requested me to take it; Lottie stood
calmly by my chair, while Mr. Rockland took his usual seat on the
opposite side of the table.
“‘Mr. Demar,’ he began, with his austere tone of voice, ‘I have had an
interview with Lottie on the subject about which we were speaking a
short while ago.’
“‘So Lottie told me, Mr. Rockland.’
“‘Her views and mine differed somewhat; but we have managed to reconcile
them to some extent; and we may therefore reasonably hope to have all
things amicably settled.’
“‘I am truly glad to hear it, Mr. Rockland.’
“‘Thank you, Edward; are you willing to promise me that the marriage
shall be deferred until the end of two years from this date?’
“‘Indeed, Mr. Rockland, I should like very much to be able to comply
with your request, but why not let the marriage be solemnized when I
return from Philadelphia in the spring?’
“‘Lottie would be too young to marry then.’
“‘Grant papa’s request, Eddie,’ said Lottie; ‘I am very willing to put
it off indefinitely, if you can be with me often.’
“That settled the question; so it was agreed that Lottie should be my
wife at the end of two years.
“‘Come,’ said Lottie, as she took my arm, and looking up at me, her
sweet little mouth puckered up in a comical shape; ‘we’ll go to the
study now, as everything has been settled between you and papa; I want
to show you some new flowers that I have secured; oh, they are such nice
ones! They flourish better in the fall season than they do in the
spring.’
“She led me through her flower garden, stopping occasionally to point
out the different plants, giving a graphic description of their nature
and the manner of their culture; and when we came near the summer-house
the old parrot began to chatter:
“‘Ah, ha! Lottie! here we come--here we come!’
“‘Can’t he say anything but that, Lottie?’ I inquired.
“‘Oh, yes, he can talk a great deal when he takes a notion. Did you know
I had a letter from Viola, Eddie?’
“‘No, have you?’
“‘Yes; let me read it to you; she writes such a nice, smooth hand, and
her letter is so friendly; but here it is:
“‘NEW YORK, AUG. 16.
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