icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Log out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Clara Vaughan, Volume II (of III)

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 838    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

mation, to which object the doctor's efforts had been directed. Tossing on my weary bed, without a glimpse of anything, how I longed for the soft caresses and cool lips of Isol

I must and will be obeyed. None shall enter your room, except Mrs. Shelfer and myself. As to your lovely friend, of whom Mrs. Shelfer is so full, if she truly loves you, she will keep away. She has done you alr

ard, but I felt t

y. That is one reason why I will not have your friend here. When two young ladies get together in trouble, I know by my own daughters what they do.

seen such a many rogues. That is,

recommend you not to play with your pai

o pass the endless night? I was only

u, and have a little music. I will lend you my musical box, which plays twenty-four tunes: have it in the next room, not to

r with her. She made an entire conquest of Mrs. Shelfer, who even gave her a choice canary bird. I was never tired of hearing the little woman's description of her beauty, and h

ng along, and such eyes and such fur; and him walking so straight, an

elfer, I may never e

y good friend. But the

ess inclined, I mean, to judge their neighbours harshly, less arrogant in exacting that every pulse keep time with their own. If eyes are but the chinks through which we focus on our brain censoriousness and bigotry, if rays of light are shafts and lances of ill will; then better is it to have no crystalline lens. Far better to be blind, than print the world-distorted puppets

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open