Part 23 (1/2)

”Sibyl has gone out, Mr. Leslie, but I shall be glad to do anything I can. Shall I go there at once, or send a nurse?”

”I hardly know yet; I came to talk the matter over with you. I do not like to ask you to go there, for the fever may be dangerous, and yet Margaret needs sympathy as much as money. Perhaps if they could all be moved into a purer air,--into the country, for instance,--away from that crowded neighborhood, it would be the wisest course.”

”But can the sick children bear a journey now?”

”I think they could go a few miles in an easy carriage, but, as they are growing worse every hour, it must be done at once if done at all.

Do you know of any farm-house where they could be received for a time?”

”Mr. Green might take them,” said Aunt Faith; ”he would probably expect ample payment, however. Mr. Leslie, I am sorry I cannot give you _carte blanche_; but owing to outside circ.u.mstances, I have but a small sum at my disposal at present.”

”We will put our means together, Mrs. Sheldon. I have something laid by, and perhaps Miss Warrington will a.s.sist us.”

”Sibyl has other uses for her money, I fear.”

”Surely none more worthy than this, Mrs. Sheldon.”

Aunt Faith grew somewhat impatient. ”Mr. Leslie,” she said emphatically, ”you do not understand my niece.”

”I think I understand Miss Warrington's character, and I think she will help Margaret Brown,” replied the young clergyman gravely.

At this moment a step on the gravel-walk was heard, and Sibyl herself crossed the piazza and entered the hall.

”Have you been down town, Sibyl?” asked Aunt Faith.

”Yes, aunt,” replied Sibyl, coloring slightly, as she returned Mr.

Leslie's greeting.

”Have you made any purchases?” continued Aunt Faith, glancing at an oblong box in her niece's hand.

Sibyl hesitated; then, as if impelled by a sudden impulse, she took off the wrapping-paper and opened the case. ”I have bought my pearls at last, Aunt Faith. Are they not beautiful?” she said.

The fair jewels lay on a velvet bed, white and perfect, and looking from them to Sibyl's blonde beauty, one could not help noticing their adaptation to each other.

”They are very lovely, my dear,” said Aunt Faith, pa.s.sing the case to Mr. Leslie. He took the jewels, looked at them a moment, and retaining the case in his hand, said, ”I came here this morning to ask your a.s.sistance in a case of distress, Miss Warrington. Margaret Brown is in need of instant aid; two of the children are ill, and I wish to have them removed into the country, if possible, before they grow worse. I rely upon you to help us.”

Sibyl sat with downcast eyes a moment. Then she said in a low voice, ”I am sorry, Mr. Leslie; but I have just spent all my spare money upon those pearls.”

”The jeweller will take them back; I will arrange it for you, if you wish,” said the clergyman, looking at her intently.

The color deepened painfully in Sibyl's cheeks, and the tears came into her eyes, but she did not speak. Aunt Faith saw the struggle, and came to her niece's a.s.sistance with her usual kindliness. ”You must not expect young ladies to give up their pretty ornaments so easily,”

she said to Mr. Leslie, trying to s.h.i.+eld Sibyl's embarra.s.sment.

”I am not speaking to a young lady; I am speaking to a fellow Christian,” said Mr. Leslie, gravely. ”Miss Warrington and I have often spoken of the duty of giving. Only last evening we had a very serious conversation on that and kindred subjects. Mrs. Sheldon has said that I do not understand her niece. But I am unwilling to believe myself mistaken. I still think I understand her better even than her own aunt does,--better even than she understands herself.”

Still Sibyl did not speak. Aunt Faith looked at her in surprise. Could it be that her worldliness was conquered after all? ”Sibyl,” she said, gently, ”you must decide, dear. Shall Mr. Leslie take back the pearls?”

”No,” replied Sibyl, rising and struggling to regain her composure, ”I wish the pearls, and there is no justice in asking me to give them up.

I shall keep them, and as I have to write to Mrs. Leighton that I will meet her next week as she desired, my time is more than occupied, and I will ask Mr. Leslie to excuse me.”