So she brought the love-letters to and fro, getting her own reward in the fetters of gratitude that she was winding around Cecil’s heart, and she even planned a meeting for the lovers.
That beautiful September day, when the air was so still, so balmy and sweet, and the leaves just beginning to turn crimson in the woods, she came smiling into Violet’s room, exclaiming:
“I have tormented grandpapa until he has granted my wish, and you will be allowed to go with me for a drive this afternoon. What do you think of that for a victory, little Violet?”
CHAPTER XV.
A CHARMING SURPRISE.
Violet’s beautiful eyes beamed with joy and gratitude.
“I shall see Cecil! Oh, Amber, you will let me see Cecil?” she cried, with childish eagerness, clapping her little white hands.
“Yes, you shall see Cecil; but——” and Amber paused diffidently, then added: “There will be one drawback to your pleasure.”
“What is that, dear Amber?”
“Grandpapa suspects that I am in sympathy with you and Cecil. He made me promise that neither of us would leave the phaeton for a single moment while we are out.”
“Well, Amber?”