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Updated: June 15, 2025
It was not until the sun had climbed the horizon, had crossed it, and was sinking down on the other side, that consciousness came back to Jessie Bain. With the first fluttering of the white eyelids, the doctor in attendance motioned Hubert Varrick away. "She must not see you," he said. "It might give her a set-back. Just now we can not be too careful of her."
"Listen, Hubert; I have something to tell you, and you must hear me out. Come and sit on this sofa beside me. I can tell you better then." "What is the meaning of all this secrecy, mother?" he cried. "To begin with," slowly began Mrs. Varrick, "Jessie Bain is no longer under this roof." He looked at her as though he did not fully take in the meaning of her words.
"So sure am I that I can prove her innocence, that I will accede to your request, mother dear," he answered, in a clear, firm voice, his eyes meeting her own. "I am content," murmured Mrs. Varrick, sinking back upon her pillow. She said to herself that if he followed that condition he would never wed Jessie Bain. Hubert rose quickly to his feet.
"I hope I have not interrupted you," said Jessie; "but I thought I would like to come and sit with you, and watch you while you worked, if you don't mind." "Not in the least," answered Miss Duncan. For a few moments there was a rigid silence between them, which Miss Duncan longed to break by asking her when and where she first met Hubert Varrick.
"Remember that I, as your mother, have a right to demand this you owe it to me." For a moment Hubert Varrick hesitated. "If you are so sure of her innocence, surely you need have no hesitation," his mother whispered. Hubert Varrick did not speak for an instant; a thousand tumultuous thoughts surged through his brain. Slowly, solemnly, he turned toward his mother.
Varrick, continuing: "I will go on to say that the butler informs me that he found no door or window open in any part of the house, when he opened up the place this morning. "Have you missed anything, Miss Duncan?" "No," said Gerelda, quietly. "And you, Miss Bain?" "No.
I will ask no more for mercy at your hands. But hear me! I will save Hubert Varrick if it lies within human power. I will find a way; he shall not die, I swear it!" A gleam crept into Gerelda's eyes. "He is beyond your aid!" she cried, excitedly, half rising on her pillow. The effort this cost her proved almost too much for her.
He sprung to his feet and looked at his mother. "Mother," he cried, hoarsely, "what can this mean? Jessie refuses me, and she says you know the reason why she must do so. What is that reason, mother? I beg you to tell me." "She has given me her solemn promise not to marry you. That much I may tell you, nothing more," returned Mrs. Varrick, huskily.
As the light swept across land and water from point to point, Varrick lightly laughed aloud at the ludicrous incidents, such as the sudden flashing of the light's piercing rays on some lover's nook, where two souls indulging in but one thought were ruthlessly awakened from sweet seclusion to the most glaring publicity, and at many a novel sight, little dreaming that at every turn of the ponderous wheels he was nearing his destiny.
Varrick eagerly snatched the paper and thrust it into her bosom. Jessie slowly left the room, and a few moments later, carrying the same little bundle that she had brought with her, she passed slowly up the walk and through the arched gate-way, Mrs. Varrick watching after her from behind the lace-draped window. She watched her out of sight, praying that she might never see her face again.
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