Vashti's Fate — page 74: what you’re looking at

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SEED SOWN IN GOOD GROUND. 69 ‘Vou forget yourself.” Nora colored deeply, and was silent. A short, embarrassed pause followed, and then Nora rose and left the room. ‘My father, as I remember him, looked very much as that does,” said Frank. ‘‘We are not a gay race, we Everleighs. Papa’s eyes descended to him, and from him tous. Vashtiand I have the same look often; and even Nora’s eyes once in a while catch the same expression.” The boy arose as he spoke, and stood with his back to the mantel-piece. Unconsciously, at the same time, his black-lashed eyes took the very look of the picture, so that Leon started involuntarily. Frank was tall for his age, and now, with that singular, grave shadow in his face, he appeared much older than he was. : Leon liked to draw the boy out—to watch the play of his expressive and handsome features while he talked—- and he said : ‘We Everleaighs, you say, Frank; your family is an old one, isn’t it?” “Ves, sir,” said Frank, unconsciously standing a little more erect. The least bit of quiet amusement scintillated in Leon’s keen eyes as he continued : ‘How old is your family ?” “There is a book in the library, sir, that traces our descent from the time of William the Conquerer.” ‘“‘Ah! You must have some rare old blood in your veins, young man. Do you suppose you are any better for it? Will it make you, unassisted by your own efforts, a great and good man?” Leon spoke half in earnest, half jestingly, but was sur- prised to see the color flash like a ruby cloud over Frank’s " ° “SS oo > -+¥ 5" (oats ta Cae > 3 ~~. da it ae ~~ =, Ties y ee, as Ae ee O° i ie oe Sg J ” 7 > 4 _ Pe com cbooks co ” od — a. “ — Sa = os ra s he a. aS i = m ' _ aor. 2 ee