Vashti's Fate — page 164: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

~*~ > wha oS oir i oe, Pat Loy ie > a ‘4 Ina eet i ‘= Beet a Aor ey ee.” BS Ch uv Be bts a ip wey ‘ - » are em eee er ste ir gitehy aoe POON ES LG ee cg ad RU Bene, PTE STENT Thy oe ea See at: we | és See . ~- Ne ~< n AT HOME. 159 you did hear something, but nothing more than the wind and the rickety old staircase might be accountable for.” Nora looked somewhat relieved, and, suddenly remem- bering her errand. said : ‘‘Aunt Margery, Vashti has come home; I was coming to tell you.” Miss Gresham started. ‘When did she come ?” ‘*A little while ago,” *“Where is she?’ “In mamma’s room. Won't you come down and see her?” “Not to-night. I fancy she is not particularly anxious toseeme. What has she come home for?” Nora colored and was silent, She did not like to repeat what her sister had said. ‘‘Ah, well, it is no matter; I shall find out in time, I could guess pretty nearly now.” “T wish, Aunt Margery, you would hold the light for me as far as the great hall. I did not bring a lamp, I was in such a hurry to tell you.” ‘What! still afraid? I will go with you all the way,” said Miss Margery, with unusual heartiness for her. At the door of Mrs. Everleigh’s room Miss Margery re- pented of her determination not to see Vashti that night, and went in. Vashti shook hands with her aunt, but did not offer to kiss her—an omission that vexed Mrs. Everleigh not a little. By way of covering her annoyance, she said, smiling feebly : ‘Isn't it a pleasant surprise, Margery?” ‘Very,’ said Margery, dryly ; and Vashti understood by gr a: 4 ie ge a ted Wer Pad Bere A he ‘S et ae o bys twas VA Mocs Al. Maprh, ios bar i WH tats Sart Poet Ae eva stare ERO Pa, Sot Cee egy haat, a Wem tet A ea ¥0 a - at A Sindh aR te Se aig ; ; re: taal Reda ho el athe Pe ' te ee Peg. 9 * ; - & ‘ LA rete Leer <— hh. Gh, ho AN ne RY Pie SIE | com chooks.