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"I would not listen to you ten minutes to-night if I actually knew it was to save your life," cried the haughty beauty, stamping her slippered foot impatiently. "It is for your own sake," pleaded Daisy. "See, I kneel to you, Miss Hurlhurst. If you would not commit a crime, I implore you by all you hold sacred, to hear me grant me but a few brief moments."
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.
He never interrupted her until she had quite finished. "You will not blame Rex," she pleaded, her sweet voice choking with emotion; "he believes me dead." Basil Hurlhurst did not answer; his thoughts were too confused. Yes, it was but too true the marriage could not go on. He reached hastily toward the bell-rope.
Hurlhurst all the information possible to assist him in the difficult search he was about to commence. If he gave him even the slightest clew, he could have had some definite starting point. The detective was wholly at sea it was like looking for a needle in a hay-stack. "You will lose no time," said Basil Hurlhurst, rising to depart.
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."
I would gladly have accepted your offer of bringing my dear little orphan sister to you, had I not received a telegram this morning from Miss Pluma Hurlhurst, of Whitestone Hall, West Virginia, announcing her intention of coming on at once, accompanied by Mrs. Corliss, to take charge of little Birdie. "Again thanking you for the courtesy and kindness shown me, I am
"There will be nothing wanting for the reception of his bride," she said, viewing the magnificent suites of rooms which contained every luxury that taste could suggest or money procure. Then came Rex's letter like a thunderbolt from a clear sky begging her not to mention the subject again, as he could never marry Pluma Hurlhurst.
"You, whom people call so haughty and so proud you would really let me wear one of your dresses? I do not know how to tell you how much I am pleased!" she said, eagerly. Pluma Hurlhurst laughed. Such rapture was new to her. The night which drew its mantle over the smiling earth was a perfect one.
What care I for your cotton fields, or for Whitestone Hall?" she cried, proudly, drawing herself up to her full height. "You have always hated me, Basil Hurlhurst," she cried, turning haughtily toward him. "This is your triumph! Within the next hour I shall be Rex Lyon's wife."
One stormy night she returned quite unexpectedly at Whitestone Hall, bringing with her their little child Pluma, and, placing her in her father's arms, bitter recriminations followed. Bitterly Basil Hurlhurst repented that terrible mistake of his youth, that hasty marriage. When the morning light dawned he took his wife and child from Whitestone Hall took them abroad.
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