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Varrick's mercy, who had promised not to prosecute her providing she left the country, which she was only too willing to do. And to this terrible document Jessie Bain signed her name clearly and plainly. With hurried step Mrs. Varrick crossed the room and locked the precious document in a secret drawer of her escritoire; then she remembered that the detective was awaiting her.
Hubert Varrick's face lighted up, and before he was aware of the action, he had drawn her into his encircling arms, bent his dark, handsome head, and kissed the rosy mouth so dangerously near his own.
That diamond bracelet is much more to her fancy." "Girls of her age might fancy diamond bracelets, but they would never care to possess them, because they could not wear them, as they would be entirely out of place." For the third time that harsh, shrill laugh from Mrs. Varrick's lips filled the room. "I repeat, this bracelet would be more to her fancy," she added, grimly.
Their loud peal at the bell brought down a servant, who admitted them at once. In a trice they had sprung up the broad stair-way to the landing above, from whence the excited voices proceeded, appearing on the threshold just in time to hear Gerelda's terrible accusation. Each laid a hand on Hubert Varrick's shoulder. "You will have to come with us," they said. Mrs.
Suddenly the letters ceased, and, to Varrick's consternation, a week passed without his hearing one word from little Jessie Bain, and he never knew until then, how deep a hold the girl had on the threads that were woven into his daily life. In his loneliness he turned to the letters, and read and reread them. It was like balm to his sore heart to find in them such outpourings of love and devotion.
Northrup reached his side. "Oh! I might have known it, I might have guessed it!" she wildly cried, clutching at Varrick's arm. "She must have eloped with with Captain Frazier," she whispered. "Hush!" cried Varrick. "I know it, I believe it, but no one must know. I see it all.
The last thing she remembered was standing over unconscious Gerelda, and guiding her hand to write the words that would save Hubert Varrick's life. As she looked she saw that same confession in the butler's hands. What was he doing with it? Great Gad! how came he by it? As she gazed she saw him carefully approach the grate, and hold the paper over the flames.
"Then it seems that the thief was content with taking my diamond bracelet," she said, sharply. Suddenly the housekeeper, who had been in Mrs. Varrick's service since she had come there a bride, spoke out: "I am sure nobody would object, ma'am, if the trunks and boxes of every one in the house were to be examined." Mrs. Varrick turned to the housekeeper.
Hidden among the flowers, Gerelda found a little note in Varrick's handwriting: "I hope my darling rested well. Heaven has made the day beautiful because it is our marriage morn." It was an odd notion of Gerelda's to steal away from their elegant city mansion and her dear five hundred friends, to have the ceremony performed quietly up at the Thousand Islands, with only a select few to witness it.
There was something in the tone of her voice that frightened him. He looked into her face. A grayish pallor overspread it. To Varrick's infinite surprise, Gerelda commenced to laugh immoderately; and these spells of laughter so increased as the moments flew by, that he became greatly alarmed. He wondered what he could do or say to comfort her.
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