"What is the matter, Dexie?" she asked in alarm.
Dexie turned and motioned imperiously for her to leave the room, then shut
the door with a slam that shook the house. Gussie hurried to her father,
saying:
"Oh, papa! do go and see Dexie. I believe she is going to have a fit, for
she looks awful."
"What's that?" and Mr. Sherwood looked up from his paper. "Did you say
something the matter with Dexie?"
"Yes, do go and see what it is, for she turned me out of the room."
"Have you been teasing her again about whistling?" he asked, looking at
her sharply. "I told you to let your sister alone."
"Oh! it isn't that, papa. I have not offended her. She has only just
returned from the store, but there's something the matter with her, for her
very looks frightened me."
Being thus admonished Mr. Sherwood was soon in Dexie's room, and he was
startled at the intense expression of his daughter's face.
"My dear girl! what has happened to you?" he tenderly asked, as he took her
hands and drew her to his side. "Try and tell me." He stroked her ruffled
hair, and spoke in soothing tones, but it was several minutes before she
could utter a word.
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