Vera, the Medium by Richard Harding Davis
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excitement that is felt by the one who is struggling to escape.
The appearance of a champion added a new interest. Through no fault of her own, she had learned by experience that to the one man who annoyed her there always were six to spring to her protection. So the glance she covertly turned upon Winthrop was one less of gratitude than curiosity. But at the first sight of him the girl started, her eyes lit with recognition, her face flushed. And then, although the man was in no way regarding her, her eyes filled, and in mortification and dismay she blushed crimson. His anger still unsatisfied, Gaylor turned upon Vance. "And you," he cried; "you're going to jail too. I'll drive -- " The voice of Mr. Hallowell, shaken with pain and distress, rose feebly, beseechingly. "Henry!" he begged. "I can't stand it!" "Judge Gaylor!" thundered Rainey, "I won't be responsible if you keep this up." With an exclamation of remorse, Vera ran to the side of the old man. With Rainey on his other hand, she raised him upright upon his feet. "Lean on me," begged the girl breathlessly. "I'm very strong. Lean on me." Mr. Hallowell shook his head. "No, child," he protested, "not |
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