Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1855-10-24

rose OF. ECUnSHITe, ana pear 1t away With
out our having time to recognize the hand
that commits the fraud
Sir Lawrence seemed not to have heard
this last, but he answered as if to the pre-
yious demand
Well then,' the young Lord urged,
following him, come with me on the score
of friendship! Trust me, she has no more
forgotten you as friend, then as pre-
server He said it earnestly, and looked
up in Sir Lawrence's face as he spoke
A faint flush was spreading itself over his
cheek and forehead, he looked an instant
into the young mans face, then turned
abruptly away
Elvyn had wssselle.l MIN keenly, he had
seen the flush, had noticed the quiver of
the lip, and doubted not a struggle was
going in the strong mans heart between
his pride and his memory of the proud girl
who had spurned him.
9 You will come with me- Elvyn said
again after long pause. Sir Lawrence
turned his clear eyes upon him, and drew
himself up, as if to resist his own inclina-
tions, but gradually his features softened
Yes, will go that is on one condi-
tion, that [ shall meet her and be knoaOn
to her, only as Lawrence Beaumont, that
you will not reveal my rank or station, but
present me only as Mr.. Beaumont He
spoke hurried and was agitated
submit come
Your promise 2
You haveit, he said extending his hand
Few words were spoken by either on
the way, but thought was busy indeed.
Would Leonore receive the lover of her
youth with all the warmth that her heart die
tated, or could she letpride step in between
them as in days of old, to crush down all
the flowers in their path She loved him
still-had she not owned it on that event
full night but what was the state of has
heart I? Had not his unwonted agitation
proved that she still held a place there ?
Why had he extorted from herself pro-
mise of concealment, as regarded his rank?
Why had he remained always unmarried?'
The young Lord lifted his eyes, as if tc
read the answers to these inward questions
in his features. He lifted his eyes to see
Sir Lawrence's face grow flushed, and his
features agitated He turned quickly il
the direction of his glance, and there stood
Lady Leonore just within the veranda
bending over blossoming myrtle anc
wholly unaware of their approach. A
their steps sounded upon the gravellet
walk, she raised her head and came for
ward to meet her brother, with only
glance at the stranger beside him.
Leonore, said Elvyn, as she stopped il
e IL
usual in the tone, and she looked up il
his face enquiringly. Not finding her an
swer there, she glanced at his companion
Sir Lawrence held out his hand, an,
smiled. She did not take her eyes off hi
face, but the color gradually retreated fror
her cheek, lip, and brow, until she wa
deathly pale. She gave him her han
mechanically, but with her other she clun
tightly to her brothers arm. Elvyn pitie
her agitation, and came to her relief
This he said lightly, is one of you
former friends, Leonore. Have you fol
gotten Mr. Beaumont ?
- Il have not forgotten Mr.. Beaumont
she said firmly, yet impulsively, as 81
collected herself .a..-..-..
He offered his arm and they entered til
Hail. And what were her feelings, as /
stood beside her, after the lapse Of SO man
years? Only God and the angels migl
know, yet as they together recalled seer
after scene in which they had shared
those buried years, the flush deepened u
on the lady's face, and new and tend
light came into her eyes. There was
calm, quiet tone of enjoyment in Sir La
renee Beaumont's voice, too, that contra
ted well with Leonore's excitement. Al
; thus the hours passed on, until it was tin
for his return to Lady Greysons. He ros
I How long do you remain in this vici
$ ity p she asked for the first time.
o 1t will depend upon circumstances
replied hesitatingly.
I shall leave to morrow, sister, sa
Courtnaye Elvyn, coming forward Eca
q not [ constitute him guardian and protect
e until you get used to doing without me
! He mig ght decline the Office she
k piled in the same laughing manner,
+ But do you think he would? Sir La
renee asked, coming nearer to her a
: speaking in low, significant tone.
N beautiful blush overspread her face a
% she was silent.