Vashti's Fate — page 145: what you’re looking at

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140 ELIZABETH BRENT AGAIN. ‘‘Oh, don't, dear, dear Vashti—where are you going?” She took the child’s clinging hands from her dress, saying : ‘‘T am going to give that creature a lesson. Let me go, Violet.” Through the hall, and up the stairs. Elizabeth Brent’s — room was in the story above hers. In the upper hall she encountered Mrs. Gordon. ‘‘Whither away, Vashti?” she said, lightly ; and then as the blaze of her lamp fell on her face, and she saw its strange expression, she exclaimed: ‘‘What is the matter? How -you do look! I never saw you look so !” ‘“T want to see Elizabeth Brent a moment,” said Vashti, turning her face from the light. “You and Elizabeth are not friends—what should ys want to see her for? No, Vashti, go back to your room.” ‘‘Mrs. Gordon, I must see Elizabeth Brent—I must see her," “What for?” ‘Because I must.” “You must not in the state you are. I will not have it. Go back to your room,” It was on Vashti’s passionate lips to say, ‘‘I will not,” but there was a cool determination in Mrs. Gordon’s blue eyes that checked the foolish words, and she suffered herself to be led back to her room. Mrs, Gordon put her in, shut the door, and went away. Violet sprang to meet her with a cry of joy; the poor child had feared she knew not what, but Vashti put her coldly aside, without a word, and took up an excited walk about the room. Presently she again approached the door, opened it, and went out. She encountered no one in the hall this time, and groping her way to Elizabeth Brent's” ’ "he * ’ ad ,% hel : . , eo ‘ ’ la a © ¢ Bs ‘ —- \ . ‘) “Y = = 2 My a, ee ® ‘ % ’ P : , sii rae TC "a . sepia eta cut APT ra Re Te Peo sige Fa Lh ad pet te FTG SR Ae