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Accidentally his glance fell on a large worn Bible that lay contiguous, and brightening the light, he opened the volume, and turned to the record of births. "Vashti Evelyn, born June 10th, 18 . "Henderson Flewellyn, born April 17th, 18 . "Vashti Flewellyn, born January 30th, 18 ." On the marriage record he found, "Married, July 1st, 18 , Vashti Evelyn to Henderson Flewellyn.
"But not beautiful like hers," Linnet persisted. "I mean that it's quite different." They admitted this so much their loyalty allowed them. "And I like the end of the song best," Linnet went on, "because it's cheerfuller. It goes on 'At daybreak she dressed her...." But for a moment or two, though she felt the children's eyes fastened on her expectantly, Vashti did not resume the song.
Lord Asgarby, willing to do anything for his idolised daughter, assents to the plan, and his scientific friend, cynical Professor Jopp, agrees, with the assistance of his erudite daughter, to supervise the experiment. Vashti will fast for several days, and the heir of Asgarby will then be healed by her purified and exalted influence.
The Commandant turned on his heel and took a pace or two towards the window, to hide his perturbation and give himself time to consider.... Vashti's boat! And Vashti on the premises at this moment! What was to be done? How on earth could he get her away? "You discovered this yourself?" he found himself asking.
He unbuttoned his jacket and put it into the little inner pocket, and then rebuttoning it carefully, stepped out again more briskly than before. It was perhaps an hour later that the Mills boys set out for the Cross-roads. Their father and mother went with them; but Vashti did not go.
She stood up, cast one look behind her at the lighted window, and led the way back along the path, through the gate, and down the knoll to the beach. While she cast off the rope from its mooring-stone he eased the boat off and launched her. "Shall I take the paddles?" he asked. No; Vashti would pull back as she had come; and as she pulled she talked of Ruth, out of her full heart.
Her mother, as has been said, sometimes went across the bottom, and now and then took with her a hare or a bird or a string of fish on condition from Vashti that it should not be known she had caught them; but Vashti never went, and Mrs. Mills found herself sometimes put to it to explain to others her unneighborliness.
"Why don't you cheer too?" asked an officer. "You have more to make or lose than anyone else." "We ain't there yit," said Darby. Once he thought he had seen a little smoke, but it had passed away, and now they were within three miles of the bridge and there was nothing. What if, after all, Vashti had failed and the bridge was still standing!
Someone stood outside there in the darkness. He sprang up, stepped to the casement and threw it open. For a moment his eyes distinguished nothing. He peered again and drew back a little as a figure stepped close to the sill, out of the night. "You!" "Who else?" answered Vashti, with a little laugh. "Give me your hand, please."
At the close of this monumental debauch, the king, in his drunken pride, calls in his queen Vashti to show her beauty to the inebriated courtiers. She refuses, and the refusal ought to be remembered to her honor; but this book does not so regard it. The sympathy of the book is with the bibulous monarch, and not with his chaste and modest spouse.
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