Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1859-11-24

it," Miss ASHER persisted holding it close to
Tna's hand. She colored deeply, pushed the
vlnaigrettc away with some impatence, and
said, " Thank you, never use those things
don't like vinaigrettes.
Miss ASHER returned the vinaigrette to her
pocket in surprised and naughty silence, and
Captain Wybrow, who had looked on in some
alarm, said hastily, "See! it is quite bright
out of doors now There is time for walk
before luncheon. Come, Beatrice, put on your
hat and cloak, and let us have half an hours
walk on the gravel"
Yes, do, my DEAR" said Lady ASHER,
and will go and see if Sir Christopher is
having his walk in the gallery"
As soon as the door had closed behind the two
ladies, Captain Wybrow, standing With his
back to the ire.turned towards 0atdrfna, and
said in tone of earnest remonstraDce, "My
dear Caterna, let me beg Of you to exercise
more control over your feelings; you are really
rude to Miss ASHER, and can see that she is
quite hurt. Consider how strange your be-
havior must appear to her. She will wonder
what can be the cause of it, Come, dear
Tina he added, approaching her, and at
tempting to take her hand; "for your own sake,
let me entreat you to receive her attentions
politely. She really feels very kindly towards
you, and should bo 50 happy to see you
friends
Caterna was already in such a state of dis
eased susceptibility that the most innocent
words from Captain Wybrow would have been
irritating to her, as the whirr of the most DEL
icate wing will aAlict nervous patient. But
this tone of benevolent remonstrance was intol-
cradle. He had inflicted great anu unrepent-
ed injury on her, and now he assumed an air
of benevolence towards her. This was new
outrage. His profession of good will was in
science.
Caterina snatched away her hand, and said
Indignantly, Leave me to myself, Captain
Wybrow! do not disturb YOU
Caterina, why will you be 80 violent-so
unjust to me-? 1t is for you that feel anxious.
Miss Assher has already noticed how strange
your behavior is to both her and me, and it puts
me into very difficult position. What can
say to herr"
"Say?" Caterina burst forth, with intense
bitterness, rising, and moving towords the door,
"say that am a poor silly girl, and have faller
in love with you, and am jealous of her: but
that you have never had any feeling but pity
for nle-you never behaved with anything more
than friendlness to me. Tell her that, and
she will think all the better of you"
Tina utterad this as the bitterest sarcasm her
ideas would furnish her with, not having the
faintest suspicion that the sarcasm derived any
of its bitterness from truth. Underneath all
her sense of wrong, which was rather instinc
tive than reAective-underneat all the madnes
of her jealousy, and her ungovernable impulse
of resentment and Observation-Disclosures
all this scorching passion, there were still lef
some hidden crystal dews of trust, of selfre
proof. of belief that Anthony was trying to d
the right. Love had not all gone to feed tn
fires of hatred Tina still trusted that Anthem
felt more for her than he seemed to feel !; sh
was still far from suspecting him of a wron
which a woman resents even more than incon
stancy, and she threw out this taunt simply a
the most intense expression she could find 70
> the anger of the moment.
As she stood nearly in the middle of tn
room, her little body trembling under tn
shock of passions too strong for it, her lips yer
pale, and her eyes cleaning, the door opened
and Miss ASHER appeared, tall, blooming, an
> splendid, in her walking costume. As she er
. tered, her face wore the smile appropriate t
i the exits and entrances of young lady VIII
feels that her presence is an interesting fact
y but the next moment she looked at Caterin
with grave surprise, and then threw glant
of angry suspicion at Captain Wybrow, VIII
wore ah air of weary vexation.
a Perhaps you are too much engaged to wal
O out, Captain Wybrow? will go alone"
"No, no, I'm coming" ho answered, hurr,
:, ing towards her, and leading her out of I'll
N room, leaving poor Caterina to feel all the re
action of shame and sclf-reproach after her ou
,f burst of passion.