Already Mr.
Doane had reached Washington; the message Sylvia had carried through the
night had been delivered, and its answer, by a trusted messenger, was on
its way south.
CHAPTER XVIII
GREAT NEWS
Sylvia carried the long envelope which Mr. Robert Waite had given her to
her room, and put it in the drawer of her desk with the treasured gold
pieces.
"It will be splendid to have a picture of Mr. Waite to show Grandma
Fulton," she thought happily, "and I can tell her all about him."
Then her thoughts rested on Flora, in the "haunted house," and she
opened the silk-covered work-box and tried on the pretty gold thimble.
She thought of her gold pieces, and a sudden resolve came into her mind:
"I will give Flora and Grace each a gold locket, with my picture in it."
And just then Mrs. Fulton entered the room, and Sylvia ran toward her:
"Mother! Mother! I have a beautiful plan. I want to give Flora and Grace
each a present. I want to give them each a gold locket with my picture
in it. On Grace's locket I want 'Grace from Sylvia,' and on Flora's,
'Flora from Sylvia.' I can pay for them with my gold money. I may,
mayn't I, Mother?" and Sylvia looked eagerly toward her mother.
"Of course you may; but it is too late to get the pictures and lockets
in time for Christmas," responded Mrs, Fulton.
"I don't care when; only if we do go back to Boston I want them to have
something to remember me by," said Sylvia, remembering the unfailing
loyalty of her two little southern friends.
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