Vashti's Fate — page 26: what you’re looking at

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JUSTICE BAFFLED, 21 As the little girls opened the door, Elise raised her hand as if to warn them back; but Mrs. Everleigh turned her wan face toward them, saying, feebly: ‘“Come in, dears; poor things! come and stay with mamma, ” CHAPTER IL. JUSTICE BAFFLED, Meanwhile Roscoe Everleigh, in the hands of the doctor and Margery Gresham, vibrated between consciousness and _ delirium. | Dr. Gracie remained with him through the afternoon and night. ‘The next day he was no better, nor the next. A week he lay in the most precarious state, and all that while a sheriff's posse was in the house. The soldiers had gone long before. Poor Bute, well cared for, was already beginning to limp about; but Roscoe Everleigh seemed likely to fall from the greedy grasp of justice into the no less covetous clutches of the mysterious ‘‘monarchs of Plutonian realms.” Margery Gresham looked grim and forbidding, and guarded him alike from friend and foe. The children and wife even were relentlessly banished from the sick-room. Whatever Margery needed was taken by Philip or Elise to an ante-room, where she took her meals, never leaving the sick-room for an instant, except in the doctor’s care, which was most assiduous. One week from the day of the alleged murder, the sheriffs men were dismissed with bitter words by Margery Gresham. Roscoe Everleigh was dead, she told them, and with scarce a warning. EGOMIICGE 900 €o “S