A wild suspicion came to her, and she rushed to Jewel's room.
"Have you taken anything out of my desk?" she asked, abruptly.
Jewel looked around in surprise.
"What a question! Of course I have not taken anything from your desk. Have you lost anything, or only your senses, Flower Fielding?"
Flower shrunk sensitively from her sister's sharp voice and angry glance, and answered in a low voice:
"I had a card with Laurie Meredith's name on it, and—a very important paper. I thought perhaps you had taken them away to tease me."
"No, I have not seen them. What was the paper about?" Jewel asked, gazing sharply into her sister's downcast face.
"I can not tell you, dear Jewel," was the sad reply. Then taking courage in her misery, the poor girl continued. "Do you remember where Laurie Meredith lived? And will you tell me, for I have forgotten?"
"You wish to write to him?" sneered Jewel, and Flower sighed: