Vashti's Fate — page 93: what you’re looking at

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rrr i. a i Pd * a. ‘4 4 » 88 WARNED. CHAPTER X. WARNED. As Miss Gresham grew better, those who chose were suf- ered to come and see her. It wasa slowand tedious com- ing back to health, and Margery Gresham ill was a very different person from Margery Gresham well. Nora and Frank kissed their aunt heartily. Vashti came once to see her, shy and very distant, but somehow enjoyed the call so much that she came again very soon, and brought Miss Dale with her. Miss Dale, as was her custom, quite mo- nopolized this call, and Miss Gresham, from some feeling of courtesy, probably, did not for once exercise her pecu- liar faculty of taking her down from her height, much to Nora’s disgust, who was also present. It was noticeable that Vashti came no more, save under Miss Dale’s wing, and finally ceased coming altogether. Mrs. Everleigh had by this time sufficiently recovered to walk slowly about, and came often, looking white and fragile as a spirit, to see her sister. The tears lay near the surface in those days, and the two rarely met without a sus- picious moisture in the eyes of each. Leon staid much with his cousin, sometimes reading to her, talking when she was able, and wondering at the serene happiness she displayed, when he had every reason to think she was a miserable woman at heart. One evening he came into herroom. She was sitting up—indeed, had sat up all day. She looked thoughtful, and seemed indisposed for talk; so, after venturing a re- mark or two, Leon began a sparkling little chat with Nora upon the fire-lit hearth, Miss Gresham watched the two. “ comicbo poo ,* ‘ P RArd a? 1 Woo ; Pil if as otk ie ¢ '