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'Like mother, like child." The lawn fête was a grand success; the élite of the whole country round were gathered together to welcome the beautiful, peerless hostess of Whitestone Hall. Pluma moved among her guests like a queen, yet in all that vast throng her eyes eagerly sought one face. "Where was Rex?" was the question which constantly perplexed her.
I quite forgot to mention one of their servants was telling Jim both Rex and little Birdie intend to accompany Miss Hurlhurst back to Whitestone Hall as soon after the funeral as matters can be arranged." "Why, that is startling news indeed! Why, then, they will probably leave some time this week!" cried Gertie. "Most probably," said Bess.
I am master of Whitestone Hall yet, and while I live I shall have things my own way. After I die you can turn it into a pandemonium, for all I care." Pluma flashed her large dark eyes upon him surprisedly, beginning to lose her temper, spurred on by opposition.
I could present you, ere long, with myself, at Whitestone Hall. Basil Hurlhurst would never know the deception practiced upon him; and you, the child of humble parentage, should enjoy and inherit his vast wealth. My bold plan was successful. We had a stormy interview, and it never occurred to him there could be the least deception that I was not his lawful wife, or you his child.
He is reckless and willful, yet kind of heart. For long years I have set my heart upon this marriage between Rex and Pluma Hurlhurst. I say again it must be!" Mrs. Lyon idolized her only son. "He would be a fitting mate for a queen," she told herself. The proud, peerless beauty of the haughty young heiress of Whitestone Hall pleased her. "She and no other shall be Rex's wife," she said.
If the fever should happen to take an unfavorable turn in the meantime, please drop a line to my address, 'care of Miss Pluma Hurlhurst, of Whitestone Hall, Allendale," he said, extending his card. "It will be forwarded to me promptly, and I can come on at once."
Myriads of stars shone like jewels in the blue sky, and not a cloud obscured the face of the clear full moon. Hurlhurst Plantation was ablaze with colored lamps that threw out soft rainbow tints in all directions as far as the eye could reach. The interior of Whitestone Hall was simply dazzling in its rich rose bloom, its lights, its fountains, and rippling music from adjoining ferneries.
I sympathize with you, while your words have filled me with the deepest consternation and embarrassment, which it is useless longer to prolong." Drawing Daisy's arm hurriedly within his own, Rex Lyon strode quickly down the graveled path, with the full determination of never again crossing the threshold of Whitestone Hall, or gazing upon the face of Pluma Hurlhurst.
The consequences rest upon your own head." "So be it," she answered, haughtily. With a low bow Stanwick turned and left her. "Au revoir, my dear Pluma," he said, turning again toward her on the threshold. "Not farewell I shall not give up hope of winning the heiress of Whitestone Hall."
Inside and outside of Whitestone Hall fairly glowed with brilliancy and bloom. Rex's deportment toward his promised bride was exemplary; he did his best to show her every possible attention and kindness in lieu of the love which should have been hers. There seemed to be no cloud in Pluma Hurlhurst's heaven.
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