Coniston — Volume 04 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 216 pages of information about Coniston — Volume 04.

Coniston — Volume 04 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 216 pages of information about Coniston — Volume 04.

CHAPTER XI

The next morning Cynthia’s heart was heavy as she greeted her new friends at Miss Sadler’s school.  Life had made a woman of her long ago, while these girls had yet been in short dresses, and now an experience had come to her which few, if any, of these could ever know.  It was of no use for her to deny to herself that she loved Bob Worthington—­loved him with the full intensity of the strong nature that was hers.  To how many of these girls would come such a love? and how many would be called upon to make such a renunciation as hers had been?  No wonder she felt out of place among them, and once more the longing to fly away to Coniston almost overcame her.  Jethro would forgive her, she knew, and stretch out his arms to receive her, and understand that some trouble had driven her to him.

She was aroused by some one calling her name—­some one whose voice sounded strangely familiar.  Cynthia was perhaps the only person in the school that day who did not know that Miss Janet Duncan had entered it.  Miss Sadler certainly knew it, and asked Miss Duncan very particularly about her father and mother and even her brother.  Miss Sadler knew, even before Janet’s unexpected arrival, that Mr. and Mrs. Duncan had come to Boston after Christmas, and had taken a large house in the Back Bay in order to be near their son at Harvard.  Mrs. Duncan was, in fact, a Bostonian, and more at home there than at any other place.

Miss Sadler observed with a great deal of astonishment the warm embrace that Janet bestowed on Cynthia.  The occurrence started in Miss Sadler a train of thought, as a result of which she left the drawing-room where these reunions were held, and went into her own private study to write a note.  This she addressed to Mrs. Alexander Duncan, at a certain number on Beacon Street, and sent it out to be posted immediately.  In the meantime, Janet Duncan had seated herself on the sofa beside Cynthia, not having for an instant ceased to talk to her.  Of what use to write a romance, when they unfolded themselves so beautifully in real life!  Here was the country girl she had seen in Washington already in a fine way to become the princess, and in four months!  Janet would not have thought it possible for any one to change so much in such a time.  Cynthia listened, and wondered what language Miss Duncan would use if she knew how great and how complete that change had been.  Romances, Cynthia thought sadly, were one thing to theorize about and quite another thing to endure—­and smiled at the thought.  But Miss Duncan had no use for a heroine without a heartache.

It is not improbable that Miss Janet Duncan may appear with Miss Sally Broke in another volume.  The style of her conversation is known, and there is no room to reproduce it here.  She, too, had a heart, but she was a young woman given to infatuations, as Cynthia rightly guessed.  Cynthia must spend many afternoons at her house—­lunch with her, drive with her.  For one omission Cynthia was thankful:  she did not mention Bob Worthington’s name.  There was the romance under Miss Duncan’s nose, and she did not see it.  It is frequently so with romancers.

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