The Voice of the Heart a Romance

Excerpt from The Voice of the Heart a RomanceDevil's paint-brushes! Horrors! Emma looked her, scorn. Devil's paint-brushes, indeed! I want white flowers only.White flowers only, giggled Louise. Betty Gar side, did you hear that?The girl addressed as Betty Garside raised her brows without lifting her eyes. They were beautifully penciled black brows, and stood out with startling vividness from the white face. Betty Garside was barely eighteen. There was about her a fragrance and a dewiness which' made her conspicuous, even among the group of attrae tive girls with whom she was sitting. Her eyes were black; her blue-black hair lay back from the temples in glossy waves; to - day, because the sultry August morning had given her a slight headache, she wore the shower of black curls schoolgirl fashion down her back, securing the heavy cluster of hair with a big white bow in the nape of the neck. Her complexion, instead of being the usual dusky complexion of the brunette, was dazzlingly, snowily white. A faint sea-shell pink invaded the cheeks in trailing ridges, on much the same plan as the petal of a white peony is veined with pink.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.