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Updated: June 29, 2025
Vesty was not satisfied. Her clear, impersonal gaze held me with a look fearless of its compassion, single and direct. "I wish you would not leave the Basin," she said. "I am never I am never happy when you are away." "God bless you, my little girl!" I said, and hobbled away to finish the housework, but my heart seemed to take on a pair of pure white wings, like dove's wings.
"Whar did you leave Ellenora's boy and that infernal soul-buyer? Speak, or I'll throttle you like this dog!" "You let him alone, sir!" little Roxy cried, hotly, "he won't deceive anybody; he's going to tell all he knows." "Let go, Jimmy," Samson said; "don't you see Miss Vesty heah?" "Don't scare the man, Mr.
I will call." The girl's sad eyes looked reproach at me, but she obeyed me. "Wait," she said then; "I want to speak with Major Henry." She came to me in the door. "When will you come back?" she murmured, low. "I will call in the morning." "You will come?" A strange abandoned distress was in her eyes, as of a child lost in crowded city ways. "Vesty!"
Come tonyte. hees a poor erflickted creetur, seems to me. hees lamer 'an ever an smaller 'an ever this week, an' the burth-scalds on his face shows more, seems to me. Ef that he was payin' 3 dollars a week, I should feel easier, bring your soing an' sett a good long spale. yours truly, JANE PRAY. Vesty came, just as the firelight grew welcome and tender.
"Meshach! Meshach!" rang the half-human cry, "Hoo! hoo! Vesty! Vesty! Sweet! sweet! sweet! Ha, ha! See me! See me! Meshach, he! Vesty, she! She! she! she! Hoot! hoot! ha!"
He took the infant and began to toss it, to compensate it for Vesty's withdrawal. His thick black hair fell over his forehead, his nose was fine and straight. Gurdon came forward obediently to assist him. He had the same great bulk, and even handsomer features, only that his hair was smooth and parted. Vesty and her lover passed on together.
The tender, girlish light of her great eyes was on him; no kind look for me. "Vesty!" Captain Leezur whispered, but a whisper that could not be dark and secret to save itself; I heard: "why don't ye speak to major? Ye ain't spoke tew words tew him the hull endurin' evenin'." She darted a dark flash at him too. "Vesty!
I led her to her place, but, as for me, I sat down, lost to mortal woes, silent and dazed, among the stars. "Didn't you want to sit with me?" said Vesty, her face rather grave. "Oh, why do you ask that?" "You looked, when they called our names, as though you didn't want to."
Vesty, standing there, dim and tall, in her laceless, fashionless gown, met her glance with a long, serious look that contained nothing either of alarm or suspicion. "I know," murmured Grace. "I've heard the name of 'Vesty' that is Vesty." "That is Vesty," said her companion. As they passed out of sight, riches and gay things and the last light of day seemed to go with them.
I do not know whether you care for him; I presume not so ardently; but if you were even a little fond of him, for the sake of childhood days when he made you his little playmate you would try to do the best for his good now would you not, child?" Vesty showed so few symptoms of slow consumption, and the lions in the gateway of her soul glowed so ominously, that Mrs. Garrison concluded to be brief.
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