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Elma lifted big, lovely eyes of a pansy blue, and stared vacantly into the face by her side, but at the sight of it memory came back in a rush. She sat up stiffly, moving her limbs in nervous, tentative fashion gasped, sighed, and quavered out a tremulous "What happened? Is it all over? Are we saved?" Cornelia loomed above her, alert even in this moment of shock and dishevelment.
At the sight, and the sound of the softened voice, the tears streamed afresh, and she cried brokenly "Elma! Elma! My child! I beg you at the eleventh hour think! consider! remember all that I have striven to teach you! ... You have prayed to resist temptation what is the use of your prayers if they don't avail you in your hour of need? Elma, I know it will be hard!
Elma glanced at her once or twice and determined not to worry her; but Maggie she considered her lawful prey. She had given Carrie no promise, and felt sure that Maggie and Carrie between them were at the bottom of the mystery. She determined to go into the kitchen and terrify Maggie into confession.
They're slower over here, but Mr Greville was pretty well started before this spell began, and if he's the man I take him for, he won't last out a whole week with Elma among the roses. Then the fun will begin! Sakes alive, what a flare-up! And how will the `Moss Rose' stand pickling? That's where I come to a full stop.
At three o'clock Elma discovered her removing the covers from the drawing-room cushions, and folding them neatly away in the chiffonnier. Something in the simple action touched the girl, and broke down the hard wall of reserve which had risen between her mother and herself during the past painful week. She stretched out impulsive arms, and stooped her head to kiss the troubled face.
And just because I know you didn't, I know Guy didn't either, though everything looks now so very black against him. I can trust YOU, and I can trust HIM. All through, I've never had a doubt one moment of either of you." Cyril held her hand in his, and raised it tenderly to his lips. Elma looked at him, half surprised. Only her hand, how strange of him.
You must remember that since then circumstances have altered. At that time, Mr. Waring was a painter " "He's a painter still, I believe," Elma put in, parenthetically. "The acquisition of property or county rank doesn't seem to have had the very slightest effect one way or the other upon his drawing or his colouring." Her father disdained to take notice of such flippant remarks.
Never in the whole course of her life had Elma possessed anything approaching such a sum. Her mother was very poor. She had only one sister, a daily governess. All Elma's people were hard up, as the expression goes, and Elma herself only attended Middleton School because an aunt paid her school fees. Hardly ever could the girl secure even half a crown for her own pleasure.
"Miss Helma, will you come outside on the landing for a minute?" Elma went out. "I have a bit of news about that money, miss. If you'll come right down to the dining-room I'll tell you there." "News about my money, Maggie? Oh, impossible!" But hope, ever ready to dawn in the human breast, could not help rising now on poor Elma's horizon.
"There's no use at all in that," said Kitty, her voice sounding faint and far away. "I am afraid there must be, as far as that eight pounds is concerned. The fact is, Sam is speculating with the money, and when we get it back it will be doubled. Elma and I will divide the profits between us, and you shall have your eight pounds back. Now, I think I have told you everything except "
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