Clara Vaughan, Volume II (of III)

f the veins and mottlings, angles, flux and reflux, that chequer one minu

ever be sure where the table is, where my teacup stands; never read, or write, or draw; never tell when my hands are clean, except by smelling soap; never know (though small the differe

hat I am shaped so but to be a link in life; must I never think of loving or of being

ld I used to think I would lay me down and die. But since I came to woman's fulness, since I ceased to

led, as my heart and brain enlarge. Yet I see beyond it all, a thing I never used to see, a glow above

ther, and felt most cruelly depressed upon a sunny day. By this time I had learned to dress without Mrs. Shelfer's aid. St

am sick of it; let me try

I go nearer the window and try again. No, there is no more for the present, it was the sudden change produced it. Never mind; I know

upon me. I am thrilling with the sun, like Memnon.

day, and looked into my ey

l my heart I congratulate you. Another for

om dancing. Then I wanted to kiss the Doctor, but hearing Mrs.

my good soul, if I was

en requested, only two minutes ago, to pick out the most self-possessed, equable, and courageous young lady

girl in London, you know where to come for her. Let me kiss you, Dr. Fr

en; but don't imperil your cure by over-excitement. It is, as I hoped it would be, a case of epiphytic sloughing" (I think that was

one eye, or half an eye.

yes, more brilliant than ever; and Mrs. Shelfer says they were w

ns, all upon the same pri

itted on Thursday; but don't let her look at your eyes. Girls are always inquisitive. If there is any young gentleman, lucky enough to explain your strange anxiety to see, you will make short work of him, when you

though it can find no expre

my dear child. You kissed me

was the first true gentleman I had met