quilt in the trunk.”
Violet leaned over to lift out the old quilt. She smoothed its worn surface.
“It’s not just an old hops quilt,” said Violet. “Let us show you something, Lina.”
CHAPTER 10
A Treasure in a Treasure
Henry helped violet spread the hops quilt across two chairs.
Then Jessie took a tiny pair of scissors out of a carrying case in her pocket. “Coral lent me these,” she explained.
She leaned over and began, very, very carefully to cut the threads that held the outside edges of the quilt together.
“What are you doing?” Lina exclaimed.
“Watch,” said Violet.
Jessie cut the seam down one side of the old quilt, then folded back the edges.
Tucked inside the hops quilt was another quilt — a beautiful, brilliantly colored quilt in a familiar pattern.
“It’s the Wedding Ring quilt!” said Benny.
Lina leaped up. “Let me get another pair of scissors!” she exclaimed.
Soon they had snipped all the knots that held the two sides of the old quilt together. Those knots had held the new quilt against the old quilt, inside of it.
At last the hidden quilt was revealed.
“Oh!” said Violet. “It’s even more beautiful than I thought it would be.”
“And look — here’s the date and your aunt’s initials,” Jessie pointed out.
“The same year as that last letter,” Henry said.
Lina gazed at the quilt in wonder. “I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it,” she said over and over. “Hope must have hidden it away because it was too sad for her to look at it,” Violet guessed.
“But it also gave her comfort to have it near her,” Henry added. “That’s why the hops quilt covering is so worn — Hope loved it to pieces.”
“How did you ever figure this out?” Lina asked.
“We realized that a quilt could hide another quilt when we saw Coral making a quilted cover for a pillow,” Henry explained.
“And then Benny wanted a cover for Watch’s dog bed, because it is old and faded. That made me think of this old quilt, all worn and faded. And suddenly I wondered if the worn, faded quilt could be on the outside and another quilt could be inside,” Violet said.
“Look,” said Benny. He pointed to the quilt. “There’s an extra ring on that part.”
They all looked. Sure enough, a small green ring of fabric had been patched on top of the design on one corner of the quilt.
“How strange,” said Lina. “Why would Great-great-aunt Hope do that?”
Jessie reached out to touch the tiny green ring. “It’s lumpy,” she said.
“And hard,” added Violet, squeezing the corner.
“The rest of the quilt isn’t lumpy,” said Benny.
Henry said, “It feels like there’s something inside of it.”
“The ring!” exclaimed Violet. “The green ring the color of Hope’s eyes! Robert wasn’t writing about the quilt after all. He meant…” She took the scissors and knelt down. Before anyone could say anything, she had worked three tiny stitches loose. She slid her finger under the patch. She looked up. “It’s here,” she said.
Now Lina knelt down, too. She carefully and delicately cut the remaining stitches that held the small green circle onto the quilt. As the last stitch came free, a gold ring with a glinting green stone fell out.
“An emerald ring!” gasped Jessie.
“Great-great-aunt Hope’s engagement ring,” whispered Lina. “Green like her eyes. There was a hidden treasure, after all!”
“ Two hidden treasures!” said Benny. “The ring and the quilt.”
“The quilt inside a quilt,” said Henry. “And the ring inside a ring,” said Violet. “A mystery inside a mystery,” agreed Jessie.
“And we solved them both,” said Benny.
The shop bell tinkled and Coral looked up. She beamed at the Aldens and at Lina, who stood in the doorway. “Come in, come in,” she said.
“We brought a copy of the newspaper for you to see,” said Benny.
“I’ve seen it! I’ve put it up on the wall!” said Coral, motioning.
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Zachary Rawlins
David A. Hardy
Yvette Hines
Fran Stewart
J. M. La Rocca
Gemma Liviero
Jeanne M. Dams
John Forrester
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