I love her, and I think all good
things of her. Rosalind, I fancy that your mother thinks good things
of you. I imagine that she is proud of you, and that she loves to look
at your pretty face."
"Oh, don't-- don't!" sobbed Rosalind. "Oh, poor mother, poor mother!"
she burst into softened and sorrowful weeping. The hardness of her
heart had melted for the time under the influence of Priscilla's
tender words.
"I wish I had known you sooner," whispered Rose when Prissie bent down
and kissed her before leaving her for the night. "Perhaps I might have
been a good girl if I had really known you sooner, Priscilla Peel."
CHAPTER XXXI
A MESSAGE
EARLY the next morning Rosalind Merton left St. Benet's College never
to come back. She took all her possessions with her, even the pink
coral, which, to their credit be it spoken, not a girl in the college
would have accepted at her hands. Annie Day and Lucy Marsh were not
the sort of people to keep their secret long, and before the day of
her departure had expired nearly everyone at Heath Hall knew of
Rosalind's crime. Miss Heath was made acquainted with the whole story
at an early hour that morning.
"I may have done very wrong to let her go without obtaining your
permission, Miss Heath," said Maggie, when the story was finished.
Pages:
287
288
289
290
291
292
293
294
295
296
297
298
299
300
301
302
303
304
305
306
307
308
309
310
311