Violet Lisle — page 88: what you’re looking at

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

<\ sa ; ye eT £ LS os | Wahble; lata’ Mapa: into thie: ‘carriage. ‘Gooiy were crate ‘moment in amazement, but concluded it was by some a i; rangement with Violet, and turned to her once more. «| “Oh, but he’s angry,” she said, in a whisper, aa - Violet into the little dining-room, “but mercy me! he’ forgive anything to you now. “My blessed. lamb! countess you be now, sure enough. Why, whatever an the matter, my lamb, my lady I should say, now ?” “He is gone, eone !” moaned Violet, finding in the | familar presence of old Goody the charm to loosen the bonds in which her soul had been tied. “Gone! Ay, but I’ be bound he’ll be back pretty quick. Don’t fret about that, my lamb, but pluck uf your heart to see your father. Speak up to him bold and free, asa countess should, You bea Lisle like himself, an’ no cause to fear him. An’ if he don’t like it so much the worse for he.” “T am not married, Goody,” said Violet, holding the good creature off from her and staring into her eyes like ahunted animal. “Il have come back just as I went— Violet Lisle. If I had known,” she went on, dreamily, “that he was bringing me here I would not have come, but I think I have been dead since he left me.” ‘‘Not married !” cried Goody, shrilly. “Come back as you went! The villain, the wretch !” “Hush, Goody, you do not know what you are saying. It is I who am the wretch, I who have ruined and deso: i lated his life. Oh, why did I doit? Was it necessary | Oh, I shall go mad !” Here was something quite beyond the good woman’s ken, and she could only try to comfort the terrible dis. tress of her young mistress by incoherent, soothing words. Suddenly Violet stopped-her. It seemed as if a complete realization of her position had come to her in an instant. ~ Jt left her preternaturally calm and cold, and in afte times she could recall that she even then wondered at her. _ gelf for being calm when she was near enough to madness to feel that she might plunge into it the next moment. — “You say my father is angry, Goody ¢” she asked. f Terrible angry. Not in a fury, but like I never see him afore.” “What did he say ?” ~“T wouldn’t worrit about that now, my lamb, ” said - Goody, dreading to tell what he had said. “Tell me what he said, Goody. I must know.” “J was never to speak of you again, and——” See Ae! om icboo ‘S.com