The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-03-27
HE KNEW HE WAS RIGHT
By ANTHONY TRoLLoPE.
Continued.
CHAPTER XII.
SHOWING WHAT TOOK PLACE AT ST.
DIDDULPH'S.

SHOWING NtiAl lOOh IA--ASn ~ 80
DIDDULPH'S.
Nora Rowley, when she escaped from
the violence of her lover, at once rushed
up TO her own room, and managed toI
fasten herselfi in before she had been
seen by any one. Her elder sister had
at once gone to her aunt when, at
HIGHS request, she had left the room,
thinking it right that Mrs. Clubhouse
should know what was being done in
her own buuse Mrs. Clubhouse had con-
sidered the matter patiently for while,
giving the lovers the beaeftO of her hest
tation, and had then spoken her mind
to Staubury, as we have already heard.
He had, upon the whole, been so well
pleased with what had occurred, that he
was not in the least angry with the
parsons wife when he left the paTsOn-
age. As soon as he was gone Mrs. Out
house was at once joined by her elder
niece, but Nora remained for while
alone in her room.
Had she committed herself; and if so,
did she regret it7 He had behaved
very badly 10 her, certainly, taking her
by the hand and putting his arm round
her waist. And then had he not even
attempted to kiss herr He had done
all this, although she had been resolute
in refusing to speak to him one word of
kindness,-though she had told him
with all the energy and certainty of
which she was mistress, that she would
never be his wife. fla girl were to be
subjected to such treatment as this
when she herself had been so firm, so
discreet, so decided, then, indeed, it
would be unit that girl should trust
herself with "A man. She had never
thought that no had been such a
one as that, to ill.use her, to lay q
hand on her in violence, or refuse to
take an answer. She threw herself
on the bed and sobbed, and then hid
her face,-and was conscious that in
spite of this acting before herself she
was the happiest girl alive. lie had be-
haved very badly, OF course, nc had be,
haved most wickediy, and sho would
tell him so some day. But was he not
the dearest fellow livingG Did ever
man speak with more absolute cOnviC
ton of love in every tone OF his voice
Was it not the finest, nohlest heart that
ever thTobbed beneath 4 waistCOat
Had not his very wiCkcdnCsS come from
the empowering truth of his at
lection for her She would never quite
forgive him, because IL had been so very
wrong; but she would be true to hin
for ever and ever. OF course they could
not marry. What would she go to him
and be clog round his neck, and d
weight upon him forever, bringing him
down to the gutter by the burden of hel
own useless and unworthy self No
She would never so iDjure him. She
would not even hamper him by an en-
gagement. Bat yet she would be true
to him. She had an idea that in spite
of all her pTOtestatiOus,-whic as she
looked back upon them, appeared to
her 10 have been louder than they bad
beeu,-that through the teeth of her
denlals, something of the truth had es-
capped from her. Well.-let it be so. 1t
was the truth, and why should he not
know it' Then she pictured to herself
long romance, i'll which the heroine
lived happily ON the simple Knowledge
that she had been beloved. And the
reader may be sure that ia this romance
Mr.. Glaseock, with his splendid pros
poets, filed one of the characters.
She had been so wretched at Nun
combe Putney when she had felt hersel
constrained to admit 10 herself that THU
man, foe whom she had sacrificed her.
self, did not care for her, that she coul(
not now but enjoy her triumph. Afte
she had sobbed upon the bed, she got III
and walked about the room smiling; apC
she would now press her hands 10 hel
forehead, and then shake her rresSes
and then clasp her own left hand witt
her right, as though he were still hold
ing il. Wicked man! Why had he been
so violent Aud why, why, why hat
she not once felt his lips upon bel
brow
EAud she was pleased with herself
Her sister had rebuked her because she
had refused tOmake her fortune by mar
rylng Mr.. Glascock; and, 10 own the
truth, she had rebuked herself on the
same score when she found that Hugh
Stan5ury had not had a word ofloye TO
say 10 her. 1t was not that she regratted
the grandeur which She had lost INT
that she should, even within b,r own
thoughts, with She consciousness nf ~
own bosom, have declared HERSELF nm
able to receive another mans devn,io,
because of her love for this man VII
neglected her. Now she was prond -,
herself. Whether II might be accounted
as good or ill-for une that she had evcl
seen Hugh Stanbury, it rust, at any
rate, be right that she should be true t
him now that she had seen him, anC
had loved him. To know that sh,
loved and that she was not loved agar
had nearly killed her. But such wa
not her lot. She, too, had been success
tul with her quarry, and had struck hel
game, and brought down her deer. HI
had been very violent with her, but hi.
violence had at least made the matter
clear. He did love her. She would b.
satisfied with that, and would endeayol