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Murfree, Mary Noailles, 1850-1922

"The Ordeal A Mountain Romance of Tennessee"

Rely on your
own judgment, consult your own intuitions, rest on your own sense of
right and justice and conscience, and you cannot err!"
"Oh, Julian!" she exclaimed in tearful amaze. "How can you say that of
me--of _me_?"
He looked startled for one moment, as if he had spoken inadvertently, for
her guidance, his inmost thought, without regard to its personal
significance. Then, with a rising flush and a conscious eye, he sought to
laugh off the episode. "Oh, well, I didn't _mean_ it, you know! Only
the compliments of the newly arrived." And as the bell jingled he took
down the receiver with obvious relief.
In the presence of poor Gladys, for whose calamity there could be no
prospect of alleviation, the subject of Briscoe's death and the child's
abduction as connected therewith could not be discussed in all its
bearings. Only Mrs. Marable joined Lillian in the library that afternoon
when the sheriff arrived, and the mother's eager hopes were strengthened
to note the serious importance he attached to the discovery of the bit of
stone in the pocket of the little red coat.


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