Vashti's Fate — page 154: what you’re looking at

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MEANWHILE AT EVERLEIGH. 149 ‘It is too bad of you to talk so,” she cried, with a pas- Sionate burst of weeping. ‘‘I could bear anything better than this. I believe you are glad I am going.” He lookad at her with a curious smile, glanced over his shoulder, and said: “You are mistaken, and you know you are; you don’t believe anything of the kind. You know Piseee: ‘Thorpe likes you, after his fashion, pretty well. Will that do? Do you forgive me for plaguing you ?” She smiled faintly through her tears, saying, in a low voice : * **T don’t care for the rest, if you like me; and I should not blame you if you didn’t, for I don’t think I am very likable, sir, only you have been so kind to me, that—I— I thought—I hoped you would miss me—a little.” ‘‘Y shall; there, Mrs. Gordon is getting impatient. Good-by, Vashti Everleigh.” “‘Good-by, sir.” He led her out, placed her in the sled, assisted Mrs. Gordon in, put Violet up for a last kiss, the driver snapped his whip, Professor Thorpe raised his hat, the girls waved their bonnets and handkerchiefs, bells jingled, etc, Ho! for Everleigh. CHAPTER XVIIL. MEANWHILE AT EVERLEIGH, Meanwhile at Everleigh, time had not moved by any means smoothly. Everybody, to quote Vashti, was ‘‘out of sorts.” <=> comicbooks.c