Gertie and the worldly-wise Bess laughed at their younger sister"s enthusiasm.
"Now, there"s Rex Lyon, for instance," persisted Eve, absolutely refusing to be silenced. "I would wager a box of the best kid gloves either one of you would marry him to-morrow, if he were to ask you, if he hadn"t a penny in his pocket."
"Pshaw!" reiterated Gertie, and Bess murmured something about absurd ideas; but nevertheless both sisters were blushing furiously to the very roots of their hair. They well knew in their hearts what she said was perfectly true.
"Eve," said Bess, laying her hand coaxingly on the young rebel"s arm, "Gertie and I want you to promise us something. Come, now, consent that you will do as we wish, that"s a good girl."
"How can I promise before I know what you want?" said Eve, petulantly.
"You might want the man in the moon, after you"ve tried and failed to get his earthly brethren, for all I know!"
"Eve, you are actually absurd!" cried Bess, sharply. "This is merely a slight favor we wish you to do."
"If you warn her not to do a thing, that is just what she will set her heart upon doing," said Gertie, significantly.
By this time Eve"s curiosity was well up.
"You may as well tell me anyhow," she said; "for if you don"t, and I ever find out what it is, I"ll do my very worst, because you kept it from me."
"Well," said Gertie, eagerly, "we want you to promise us not to give Daisy Brooks an introduction to Rex Lyon."
A defiant look stole over Eve"s mischievous face.
"If he asks me, I"m to turn and walk off, or I"m to say, "No, sir, I am under strict orders from my marriageable sisters not to." Is that what you mean?"
"Eve," they both cried in chorus, "don"t be unsisterly; don"t put a stumbling-block in our path; rather remove it!"
"I shall not bind myself to such a promise!" cried Eve. "You are trying to spoil my pet scheme. I believe you two are actually witches and guessed it. What put it into your heads that I had any such intentions anyhow?"
"Then you were actually thinking of going against our interest in that way," cried Gertie, white to the very lips, "you insolent little minx!"
"I don"t choose to remain in such polite society," said Eve, with a mocking courtesy, skipping toward the door. "I may take a notion to write a little note to Mr. Rex, inviting him over here to see our household fairy, just as the spirit moves me."
This was really more than Gertie"s warm, southern temper could bear.
She actually flew at the offending Eve in her rage; but Eve was nimble of foot and disappeared up the stairway, three steps at a bound.
"What a vixen our Gertie is growing to be!" she cried, pantingly, as she reached the top step.
She saw a light in Daisy"s room, and tapped quietly on the door.
"Is that you, Eve?" cried a smothered voice from the pillows.
"Yes," replied Eve; "I"d like very much to come in. May I?"
For answer, Daisy opened the door, but Eve stood quite still on the threshold.
"What"s the matter, Daisy, have you been crying?" she demanded. "Why, your eyelids are red and swollen, and your eyes glow like the stars.
Has Gertie or Bess said anything cross to you?" she inquired, smoothing back the soft golden curls that cl.u.s.tered round the white brow.
"No," said Daisy, choking down a hard sob; "only I am very unhappy, Eve, and I feel just--just as if every one in the world hated me."
"How long have you been up here in your room?" asked Eve, suspiciously, fearing Daisy had by chance overheard the late conversation down-stairs.
"Quite an hour," answered Daisy, truthfully.
"Then you did not hear what I was talking about down-stairs, did you?"
she inquired, anxiously.
"No," said Daisy, "you were playing over a new waltz when I came upstairs."
"Oh," said Eve, breathing freer, thinking to herself, "She has not heard what we said. I am thankful for that."
"You must not talk like that, Daisy," she said, gayly, clasping her arms caressingly around the slender figure leaning against the cas.e.m.e.nt; "I predict great things in store for you--wonderful things.
Do not start and look at me so curiously, for I shall not tell you anything else, for it is getting dangerously near a certain forbidden subject. You know you warned me not to talk to you of love or lovers.
I intend to have a great surprise for you. That is all I"m going to tell you now."
Eve was almost frightened at the rapture that lighted up the beautiful face raised to her own.
"Has any one called for me, Eve?" she asked, piteously. "Oh, Eve, tell me quickly. I have hoped against hope, almost afraid to indulge so sweet a dream. Has any one inquired for me?"
Eve shook her head, sorely puzzled.
"Were you expecting any one to call?" she asked. She saw the light die quickly out of the blue eyes and the rich peachlike bloom from the delicate, dimpled cheeks. "I know something is troubling you greatly, little Daisy," she said, "and I sympathize with you even if I may not share your secret."
"Every one is so cold and so cruel to me, I think I should die if I were to lose your friendship, Eve," she said.
Eve held the girl"s soft white hand in hers. "You will never die, then, if you wait for that event to happen. When I like a person, I like them for all time. I never could pretend a friendship I did not feel. And I said to myself the first moment I saw you: "What a sweet littly fairy! I shall love her, I"m sure.""
"And do you love me?" asked Daisy.
"Yes," said Eve; "my friendship is a lasting one. I could do almost anything for you."
She wondered why Daisy took her face between her soft little palms and looked so earnestly down into her eyes, and kissed her lips so repeatedly.
Poor Daisy! if she had only confided in Eve--reckless, impulsive, warm-hearted, sympathetic Eve--it might have been better for her. "No matter what you might hear of me in the future, no matter what fate might tempt me to do, promise me, Eve, that you, of all the world, will believe in me, you will not lose your faith in me." The sweet voice sounded hollow and unnatural. "There are dark, pitiful secrets in many lives," she said, "that drive one to the very verge of madness in their woe. If you love me, pray for me, Eve. My feet are on the edge of a terrible precipice."
In after years Eve never forgot the haunted look of despair that crossed the fair face of Daisy Brooks, as the words broke from her lips in a piteous cry.
CHAPTER XXIV.
The announcement of Mrs. Lyon"s sudden and unexpected death caused great excitement and consternation the next morning at Glengrove.
"Oh, dear!" cried Gertie, "how provokingly unfortunate for her to die just now! Why couldn"t she have waited until after our birthday party?
Of course Rex wouldn"t be expected to come now; and this whole matter was arranged especially for him; and my beautiful lilac silk is all made, and so bewitchingly lovely, too!"
"What can"t be cured must be endured, you know," said Bess; "and now the best thing to be done is to send a note of condolence to him, extending our deepest sympathy, and offering him any a.s.sistance in our power; and be sure to add: "We would be very pleased to have Birdie come over here until you can make other arrangements for her.""