Little Golden's Daughter

e is Golden t

tened start as his son came into his pres

he old man was sitting in the sunny bay-window, thinking of

nd wished her grandpa to come and see her and bring her a bunch of roses. He was

asked, sharply, and the old man trembled wi

ted rooms where you to

r," he said, and the old man's

er? Has Golden do

reply; and full of apprehension the old m

She started, and grew very pale as she caught sight of her Uncle John's stern face. She di

am very lonely. I miss you so much. Did b

er, with a tremulous voice, and stealing a glance at his son

broke in John Glenalvan, roughly. "So yo

ung to her grandfather. She tremble

ooks betray your guilt," cont

ne such a thing," cried her grandfat

e old man's lips. Her heart fell at the thought that the handsome man

rd relieved her

and Elinor also. She came and stood in the hall doorway where they were danc

emper flamed up at

antly. "I did it, and I frightened all you

as though he would strike her, but she stepped qui

Take care, take care that I do not put

ed, pitifully. "She meant no harm, I am sure

m very sorry now, since it has grieved you so. Believe me, grandpa, I did not

orgiveness, not mine, my dea

color flaming into her cheeks, "I am sorry to have displeased you, grandpa, dear,

night?" demanded John Glenalvan, his fingers tingl

n of yours," she r

gh, intent on preserving a sembla

and showed him the brocade, which looked ve

around her neck," said John, i

den?" asked h

the costly necklace which John Glenalvan instantl

tearful, dismayed, a

grandpa. They had fallen through a hole in the pocket of the dress into the

o me. Everything in the house belongs to me, as well as the estate itself. Y

asked Golden, and the

te brocade, and carried it away

epend upon you, father, to see that she keeps to this room, and behaves herself for the remainder of the week.

tting his hand over Golden's pouting and rebel

omise," his son replied, s

re he found his two daughters q

er girl, angrily, just as her father threw the necklac

ghost wore, my dears.

disgust, but a pitched battle

determined to have it,"

f, if I perish in the

ohn Glenalvan, to whom it was no

oxing the ears of her sister, and taking possession of t