Flower and Jewel; or, Daisy Forrest's Daughter — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Flower and Jewel; or, Daisy Forrest's Daughter
John Stuart Mill · en
The situation was most embarrassing, for in spite of his sorrow,
sickness, and preoccupation, he could not help seeing that Jewel took
more than a friendly interest in himself.
It was this that decided him to go away at once, that he might give no
encouragement to her fancy. He said to himself that his heart was dead,
that he could never reciprocate her love, so he would go away, and she
was so young and gay she would soon forget him.
"If there is anything I can do for you at any time, Jewel, remember
that I desire you to command my services," he said to her, when he
broke to her, as gently as he could, the news that he was going away
the next day.
She had borne it more calmly than he had expected. The bright cheeks
grew pale, and the lashes drooped to hide the sadness in the dark eyes,
but she said, eagerly:
"There is something you can do for me--now. I have a favor to ask of
you."
"You have only to name it," he replied, gallantly; and she began to
tell him that she was tired of her life in this quiet seaport town of
Virginia.
She was rich, and she longed to live in the city and mix with its
gayeties, that she might forget the sorrows she had borne here.
"You live in Boston; you have a mother and sister," she said. "Would it
be wrong for me to come to Boston to live? Would it be too much to ask
your family to present me in society?"
He was surprised and secretly annoyed. He saw her drift in a moment.
She did not mean to lose sight of him. Her love was stronger than he
had thought.
He did not answer her for a moment, from sheer surprise, and she
continued:
"I have a most excellent lady for a companion, as you know. I should
like to buy a handsome house in your city, and set up housekeeping with
Mrs. Wellings as my chaperon and companion. There would be nothing
imprudent in that, I suppose?"
He was obliged to own that, as far as he knew, such a proceeding would
be quite proper.
"Then it is settled!" she cried, joyfully. "Now, will you be so kind,
when you get home, as to see a real estate man and buy a handsome house
for me? I shall like it all the better if it is near your home, for I
know I shall be fond of your mother and sisters--that is, if they are
all like you."
He could not help coloring at the frankly spoken words, and he cried
out, hastily:
"But, my dear Miss Fielding, I fear I should not be able to please you
in the selection of a house. It would be much better for your guardian
to attend to that matter."
"He is an old stupid; I would not trust him in the selection of such
a house as I want," she replied, vivaciously; and, after thinking a
moment, he said:
"Then you should select it yourself. What would you say to coming to
Boston this autumn as the guest of my mother?"
"I should be charmed!" Jewel declared, graciously.
"Then my mother shall send you an invitation, and then you can select a
house yourself," he said, adding, with a slight smile: "I predict that
you will be a belle when you enter society."