The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1880-09-02


"If you please, MISS" said she,
''there's lady below who desires
to see you Immediately
Eudora held out both hands,
pleadingly.
"Only for night, DEAR" sh e
urged. 'I'll be personally respons-
ible. Dear girl, please"
Her compaion hesitated in an ag-
ony of perpexlty.
Hannah knocked again.
"She is in hurry, miss" said
she. "
"There, take them, cried Meta
pushing the case into Eudora's hand
'and, oh, be careful of them! l
oughtn't to let you have them,
know l ought not, but-yes, yes
Hannah I'm coming.
And, relocking the jewel box and
wardrobe, she dropped the keys into
her pocket and FASTENED down
followed by the exultant Eudora
Fenley.
The lady whose haste was so i'm
mediate proved to be only poor
friend of the Darkedales, and when
she had taken a reluctant leave OF
our poor little heroine, she found
herself with abundant leisure to re-
fleet upon what she had done.
"Oh, show wrong it was of me"'
she thought, with remorse and ang'
uish. "But she will bring them
back again tomorrow, and then
will never, never let them go out OF
my hands again"
Meanwhile Eudora Fenley, speed
ing homeward, ike an arrow out OF
the bow, found herself checked by
a gentleman at street corner who
gave guitar lessons and wore his
hair curling down on his neck.
"Well," said he, In a low, imperi-
Gus voice, "have you got it?'
81 have got no money"
A smothered execration burst
lIOul DCbWtcu Ills llpo.
"Hush," said Eudora, inpatient
ly, "Do you hear me out. l said ]
had no money; neither have l.
But I've got something better than
that, Mrs. Darkedale's jewel"
She opened fold Of her dress
just wide enough for him to per-
ceive, in the depths of her pocket,
the tarnished red velvet case.
His face frightened.
"Good," he said, briefly; ''you're
clever. But don't go home. Our
little plans are discovered; the po-
lice are on the scent. I've got all
the valuables, such as they are
and with your windfall, we can &C
where we please
After this little insight into the
private life and conversation of Us,
wald Fenley and his accomplished
sister, our readers may readily con
lecture that Eudora did not return
the next morning with the jewel case
in her hand.
Our heroine waited until toward
night, making all due allowances
for Eudora's fatigue after night
of merry-making, and then, with
throbbing heart, and STANCE, vague
fears besetting her brain, hurried t1
the private dressmaking and milina
rv establishment.
But, to her dismay, the depart
ment was vacated, and "To let
stared her in the face. wafered Oh
the panels of the door.
"a bad lot, MISS said the land
lady, Indignantly shaking her head
"And if I'd any idea of what they
was like I'd a-let my rooms stanC
empty afore I'd a rented 'em tt
them. Why, miss, the police was
here Yesterday, and it seems They're
well known confidence pair-anc
me out of quarters rent into th'
bargain st I.
But where have they gone?
gasped Meta.
"That's what I'd like to know
myself" said she landlady; "an'
what the police means to find out
tno," l..
Meta went home with her hear
! feeling like lead within her. Fo
! an instant she, too felt like follow,
ing the example of Eudora and gui
tar playing brother-disappear mys
teriously. For now how could sh
ever face Mrs. Darkedale after this
And Meta cried herself to sleep, no
only that night; but every night TO
a week. .a a
aPm afraid it don't agree with yo
to be left alone, MISS" said oil
Hannah, inquisitively scanning he
Young mistress wan face and tear
swollen eyelids. But there's on
comfort-Mrs, Darkedale will 500
be home now"
/ "Yes, 'feebly assented Meta.
| But she didn't appear to brighte
up very much at the immediat
prospect of this comfort" I
Mrs. Darkedale came at last.
"Why, Meta" said she, "Whatl
the matter? My poor child, you al
as pale rs a ghost; and you've bee
crying, too. Has anything hap
!, pened?" f,
aYes," said Meta, striving
, brace herself for the confessio
which she knew must be mad
"You left your keysw
4 ~ know it." said Mrs. Dark
dale, quietly, II missed them bf
! fore I had been gone an hour" &
5 aAnd-and I lent your jewels
3 | Eudora Fenley. She only wante
E to borrow them for one night to
|. to q ball. / know / did wrong, b.
she coaxed them from me before
!. .Iknew what I was about. And 81
!, has disappeared; and-and, 9
1 madame, the jewels are gone! w
Il YOU allow me to work for you, like
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