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But what they did was done heartily, and every glass was drained. To them it seemed very appropriate and her father said, glancing admiringly at her flaming cheeks and dancing eyes "This is just the thing to drink Zell's health in, for she is as full of sparkle and effervescence as the champagne itself."
Her laugh rang out recklessly, as she called "Good-by. May the pleasant thought that you have sent one more soul to perdition lull you to sweet sleep." But, for some reason, it did not. When they became cool enough to think it over, they admitted that perhaps they had been a "little hasty." They had a daughter of about Zell's age. It would be a little hard if any one should treat her so.
"Buried her in Potter's Field." Edith shuddered. "It would have been Zell's end," she thought, "if I hadn't found her, and she had died here alone." That evening Mrs. Hart, as they all sat in her own private parlor, said to her daughters: "Girls, away with you. I can't move a step without stumbling over one of you.
Trembling so she could hardly walk steadily, Edith hurried to her room, and there saw Zell's note. Tearing it open, she only read the first line, and then rushed down to her mother and Laura, sobbing: "Zell's gone." "Gone! Where?" they said, with dismayed faces. Edith's only reply was to look suddenly at her watch, put on her hat, and dart out of the door.
But her every breath was a sigh, and she regarded the martyrs as a favored class in comparison with herself. Laura still had her look of dreary apathy; but Zell's face wore an expression of interest in the new scenes and experiences, and she plied Edith with many questions as she rode homeward. Mrs.
Allen himself had familiarized Zell's mind with just what she was tempted to do, by taking her to plays as poisonous to the soul as the malaria of the Campagna at Rome to the body.
"Gus Elliot is capable of any meanness, but Edith was mistaken about my friend. And yet Edith has so insulted him that I fear he will never come to the house again," she said with deep resentment. "If I had declined a private marriage, I am sure he would have married me openly." Therefore when Edith entered their little room Zell's face was averted, and there was every evidence of estrangement.
When Zell's wild fury would have ceased, cannot be said, but a new voice startled and awed them into silence. In the storm of sorrow and passion that raged within, the outer storm had risen unnoted, but now an awful peal of thunder broke over their heads and rolled away among the hills in deep reverberations.
Mingling with all he saw and heard were Zell's despairing looks and Zell's despairing words. He wrapped himself in his great coat, he drank frequent and fiery potations, he hovered around the registers, but nothing could take away the chill at his heart. He tossed feverishly all night. His sudden exposure to the raw wind in his heated, excited condition caused a severe cold.
Zell's, flight, like a flash of lightning, has revealed to me where we stand, and ever since I have brooded over our situation, till it seems as if I shall go mad. There's an awful gulf before us, and every day we are being pushed nearer to it;" and Laura's large blue eyes were dilated with horror, as if she saw it. "Mother is going to die," she continued, in a tone that chilled Edith's soul.
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