Dolly Dorr was turning them all green with envy the next morning by boasting of the attentions she had received from the grand Mr. Devereaux, when one of the girls, Lottie Day, interposed:
"He is not likely to call on you again very soon, for I heard Brother Tom saying at breakfast this morning that Mr. Devereaux had broken his arm by a fall last night."
A chorus of compassionate4 remarks followed this announcement, and Dolly exclaimed vivaciously6:
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"I wish I might be allowed to nurse the poor fellow!"
Nan Brooks7 replied chaffingly:
"Miss Roma Clarke might have some objection to that scheme. They say she is engaged to him."
"That's why I want a good chance to cut her out. The proud, stuck-up thing!" cried Dolly indignantly, and from the remarks that followed it was plainly to be seen that Miss Clarke was not a favorite among the pretty sewing girls.
Roma had never lost an opportunity to impress them with the difference in their stations and her own, as if she were made of quite a superior sort of clay, and the high-spirited young creatures bitterly resented her false pride.
Not one of them but would have been glad to see Dolly "cut her out," as they phrased it, with the handsome Devereaux, but they frankly8 believed that there could be no such luck.
In their gay chatter9, Liane alone remained silent, her beautiful head bent10 low over her sewing to hide the tears that had sprung to her eyes while they talked of Jesse Devereaux's accident.
"It was for my sake!" she thought gratefully, with rising blushes, though her heart sank like[Pg 69] lead when she heard them saying he was engaged to Miss Clarke.
"He belongs to that proud, cruel girl! How I pity him!" she thought. "Yet, no doubt, he admires her very much. She does not show him the mean, selfish side of her character, as she does to us poor sewing girls."
She would have given anything if only she had not yielded to her passionate5 gratitude11, and kissed his hand.
"He was disgusted at my boldness. He believed I had given him my love unasked, and he turned away in scorn. Yet how could I help it, he was so kind to me; first saving me from that ruffian, then from granny's blows? Oh, how could I help but love him? And I wish, like Dolly, that I might be permitted to nurse him as some reparation for his goodness," she thought, her cheeks burning and her heart throbbing12 wildly with the tenderness she could not stifle13.
Every way she looked it seemed to her she could see his dark face, with its dazzling black eyes, looking at her with an admiration14 and tenderness they should not have shown, if he were indeed betrothed15 to another. Those glances and[Pg 70] smiles had lured16 Liane's heart from her own keeping and doomed17 her to passionate unrest.
She listened to everything in silence, nursing her sweet, painful secret in her heart, afraid lest a breath should betray her, until suddenly Ethel Barry, the girl next her, exclaimed:
"How quiet Liane is this morning, not taking the least interest in anything we say!"
"No interest! Oh, Heaven!" thought Liane, but Dolly Dorr interposed:
"You would be quiet, too, if you had been beaten as Liane was by granny last night, and forced to seek refuge with a friend."
Liane crimsoned19 painfully at having her own troubles discussed, but granny's faults were public property, and she could not deny the truth.
"She is old and cross," she said, generously trying to offer some excuse.
"You need not take up for her, Liane. She doesn't deserve it!" cried one and all, while Mary Lang, the oldest and most staid of the six girls, quickly offered to share her own room with Liane if she would never return to the old woman.
She was an orphan20, and rented a room with a widow, living cozily at what she called "room-keeping,"[Pg 71] and the girls had many jolly visits taking tea with Mary.
Liane thanked her warmly for her offer.
"But will you come?" asked Mary.
"I cannot."
"But why?"
The girl sighed heavily as she explained:
"Granny came to Mrs. Dorr's this morning, all penitence21 for her fault, and begged me to come home, promising22 never to beat me again."
"Do not trust her; do not go!" cried they all; but it was useless.
"She is old and poor. How could she get along without me? She would have to go to the poorhouse, and think how cruelly that would disgrace me!" cried Liane, who had no love for the old wretch23, but supported her through mingled24 pride and pity.
And she actually returned to the shanty25 that day when her work was done, much to the relief of the old woman, who feared she had driven her meek26 slave off forever.
"So you are back? That's a good girl!" she said approvingly, and added: "They may tell you, those foolish girls, that I am too strict with you, Liane, but I'm an old woman, and I know[Pg 72] what's best for you, girl. It was through letting your mother have her own way that she went to her ruin; that's why I'm so strict on you."
"My mother went to her—ruin!" faltered27 Liane, flushing crimson18, but very curious, for she had never been able to extract a word from granny about her parents, except that they were both dead and had been no credit to her while living.
"Yes, her ruin," granny replied, with a malicious28 side glance at the startled girl. "She ran away from me to be an actress when she wasn't but seventeen, and a year later she came back to me with a baby in her arms—you! She had been deceived and deserted29, and you, poor thing, had no lawful30 name but the one she had picked out of a book—Liane Lester."
"Oh, Heaven!" sobbed31 the girl, burying her white face in her hands, thinking that this blow was more cruel even than one of the old woman's beatings.
At heart Liane had a strange pride, and she was bitterly ashamed of her low origin and her cruel grandmother, whom no one respected because of her vile32 temper.
To be told now that she had no lawful name,[Pg 73] that her mother had been deceived and deserted, was like a sword thrust in the poor girl's heart.
She sobbed bitterly, as granny added:
"I didn't never mean to tell you the truth, but now that you are getting wild and willful, like your mother was, it's best for you to know it, and take her fate as a warning."
Liane knew the accusation33 was not true, but she did not contradict it; she only sobbed:
"Did my mother die of a broken heart?"
"No, indeed, the minx; she got well and ran away again, and left you on my hands."
"Is she living now?"
"She is, for all I know to the contrary. But she takes good care never to come near me, nor to send me a dollar for your support."
"I take care of myself, and you, too, granny."
"Yes, the best you can; but she ought to help—the ungrateful creature!" granny exclaimed so earnestly that she could scarcely doubt the truth of her story.
It was a cruel blow to Liane's pride, and up in her bare little chamber34 under the eaves that night she lay awake many hours sobbing35 hopelessly over her fate.
"I would rather be dead than the daughter of a[Pg 74] woman who was deceived and deserted! Mr. Devereaux would never give me a second thought if he knew," she sighed, with burning cheeks, as she sank into a restless sleep, troubled with dreams in which her hero's magnetic, dark eyes played the principal part—dreams so sweet that she grieved when the cold gray light of dawn glimmered36 upon her face and roused her to reality and another day of toil37.
Very eagerly the girls questioned her when she reached Miss Bray's as to granny's mood, and she answered quietly:
"No, she did not scold me or strike me this time; she was kind in her way."
But she did not tell them granny's way of kindness, for her heart sank with shame as she looked around the group of her light-hearted friends, thinking how different their lot was from hers; all of them having honorable parentage, and dreading38 lest they would not wish to associate with her if they knew she had no right to her pretty name, Liane Lester, that her wronged mother had simply picked it out of a story book.
Miss Bray had a hurry order this morning—a white gown ruffled39 to the waist—so she set all the girls to work, and as they worked their[Pg 75] tongues flew—they knew pretty nearly everything that had happened in the village since yesterday.
The choice bit of gossip was that Miss Clarke's maid, Sophie Nutter40, had left her, and gone to Boston.
"They say she had a sick spell night before last, and went out of her head, talking awful things, so that the servants were quite frightened, and called up their mistress herself. Sophie had hysterical41 spasms42, and accused Miss Roma of dreadful crimes right before her mother's face," said Mary Lang.
"Miss Roma must have been very angry—she has such a temper," cried Dolly, as she threaded her needle.
"Oh, Miss Roma wasn't present, and her mother took steps never to let her find it out, you may be sure."
"It must have been something awful," said Lottie Day.
"I should say so! She declared to Mrs. Clarke she had seen Miss Roma push Mr. Devereaux over the bluff43 and drown him! Just think—when Mr. Devereaux had not been near the place, but was lying at his hotel with a broken arm!"
"It was all a dream," said Miss Bray from her cutting board.
"Yes, but she could hardly be convinced yesterday morning that she had not really seen Miss Roma commit a murder. They had to send for the doctor to tell her that Mr. Devereaux was really alive at his hotel, having broken his arm by a fall on the sands. They say she went off into more hysterics when she heard that, and muttered: 'A fall over the cliff was more likely, but how he escaped death and got to shore again puzzles me. And why did she do it, anyway? It must have been a lovers' quarrel. I must get away from here. She will be pushing me over the bluff next.' And she had her trunk packed and went off to Boston, though she looked too ill to leave her bed," added Mary Lang, who had had the whole story straight from the housekeeper44 at Cliffdene.
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