Threads gathered up : $b A sequel to "Virgie's Inheritance"Sheldon, Georgie, Mrs.
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Threads gathered up : $b A sequel to "Virgie's Inheritance"
Sheldon, Georgie, Mrs.
American fiction -- 19th century
He stood by the carriage door and assisted his wife to enter with
affectionate care, seeing that she was perfectly comfortable before he
attended to anything else; then he caught his boy in his arms, and with
some playful remark, which the eager ear above could not catch, tossed
him lightly in beside his mother. Then the maid was kindly assisted,
after which he entered himself, and the travelers were driven away.
But Virgie, with all her anxiety to do so, had not been able to catch
even one glimpse of that face. There was something familiar about the
form, although it was somewhat stouter than Sir William had been ten
years ago, while he had spoken so low that she could not tell whether it
was the old loved voice or not; but as the carriage was whirled away in
the growing dusk she felt a hundred-fold more desolate than ever before.
They were so happy, she so miserable! Why, oh, why must such things be?
Then a different mood took possession of her, and she grew hard and
stern.
“It is coming—a day of retribution will surely come,” she said. “There
may be a son to inherit the title, but, if he told me the truth, the
eldest born inherits the bulk of the property, and Virgie shall yet have
her inheritance.”
CHAPTER IV.
A STARTLING DISCOVERY.
It was a great relief to Virgie to know that the Heaths were gone, for
now she would be perfectly free from all restraint and could go about as
much as she desired without the fear of encountering them.
She remained a fortnight at the falls, visiting every place of interest
in the vicinity, and making many beautiful sketches. Then she turned her
face westward and northward, following the great lakes, intending to see
much of the scenery of Michigan and Wisconsin before her season of
travel should end.
She traveled very leisurely, never hurrying from place to place, for she
strove to get all the enjoyment possible out of her tours, both for
herself and her little girl, who was never happier than when journeying
in this easy way.
But once they were obliged to ride all night. It was not often that
Virgie would allow herself to do this, for they could not rest well upon
the cars, but in this instance it seemed to be necessary in order to
make connections.
She retired early for the sake of little Virgie, who was nervous at
being on the train at night, they taking the lower berth of their
section, while the maid occupied the upper one.
Virgie was very weary and soon dropped asleep without a thought of
danger or of the terrible tragedy that was so soon to send a score of
those thoughtless travelers into eternity, maim as many more for life,
and stamp every memory with a never-to-be-forgotten horror.
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