"There is but one thing to do," she said, trying to console Jessie, "and that is to get back your health and strength as soon as you can, and make a search for her. You will find her if you advertise and offer a reward to any one who will tell you of her whereabouts."
Surely, the money which Hubert Varrick had placed at her disposal could not be used for a nobler purpose; and then, if Heaven intended her to get well and strong again, she could soon pay him the amount borrowed. Again the nurse did everything in her power to carry out her patient's wishes. The advertisement duly appeared in the leading New York papers, but as the days passed, all hope that she would be able to find Margaret was abandoned.
In the third day after Hubert Varrick's departure, a long letter came for her.
"What do you think I have for you, Miss Bain?" said the nurse.
"Has the—the letter come that Mr. Varrick said he would write?" she asked, eagerly.
"That's just what it is," was the smiling reply; and the thick, white envelope was placed in her hands.
"I will leave you alone while you read it, Miss Bain," and added smilingly: "A young girl loves best to be alone when she reads such a letter as I imagine this to be. There—there; don't blush and look so embarrassed."
The next moment Jessie was alone with Hubert's letter.