words were flung forth like lava-, scorching and blighting
in their hot and intense . Her whole face and manner and tone had
changed. From that gentle girl who, as Miss Lorton, had been never
else than sweet and soft and tender and mournful, she was now
transformed to a wrathful and pitiless avenger, a baleful wordnetanger,
beautiful, yet terrific; one inspired by wordnetdesire stronger than death,
and  as cruel as the grave; one who was now pitiless and
remorseless; one whose  was animated by the one feeling only of
instant and implacable vengeance. The fierceness of that inexorable
wordnetanger glowed in her burning eyes, and in the rigid outstretched arm
with which she pointed toward Hilda. In this moment of her fervid
wordnetdesire her Indian nature was all revealed in its hot, tempestuous,
unreasoning wordnetanger; and the Zillah of this wordnetanger was that same Zillah
who, years before, had turned away from the bedside of her dying
father to utter those maledictions, those taunts, and those bitter
insults, which Lord Chetwynde so well remembered.

Yet to Hilda at that instant these words, with all their wordnetanger and
inexorable , came like balm and sweetness--like the gentle
utterances of  and calm. They roused her up at last from that
great and unendurable wordnetfear into which she had fallen; they