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144 BEAUTIFUL BUT POOR. then turned and fixed a bitter look of hatred on NSS Scrimp. “You’ve whipped me for the last time, you tooth- less old brute; you can wait on the table now your- self.’ “Come, Jessie; it is unworthy of you to notice her now. Come, my darling.’’ And Mrs. Emory took her child by the hand, and, followed by Mr. Legare and the matron, went out to. the carriage—Jessie in just the clothes she had on when they met, without bonnet or shawl. And Miss Scrimp, speechless with impotent anger, helpless in her rage, stood and saw them go, and saw Hattie kiss Jessie and her mother in the car- riage, and then saw it drive off, and many of the boarders, just coming, saw it, too, but not yet did they understand it all. “T s’pose I’m to thank yon for all this,”’ said Miss Scrimp, her cross-eyes fairly green as she snapped her words short off, speaking to Hattie. “Tf you thank me for anything thank me for the mercy which yet keeps you out of prison,’’ said Hattie, quietly. “Vd like to kill you!”’ hissed the spinster. “No doubt you would if you dared. But there is an eye on you which protects me. So beware.’’ Miss Scrimp shivered from head to foot, and looked all around her as if she feared the hand of arrest to be laid upon her. Yet Hattie had alluded to that ‘‘All-seeing eye,”’’ which is never closed. COMIG 900 cS €oO mn