The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-04-27
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Karl Bore the sSrdtinizing examina-
tion Of her glance, for q few moments.
with averted eyes and shep merely
looked at her. It was enough. Juliet
knew, then, it was Karl himself. and no
supernatural visitant, she had seen at
Orkney that night. But why did he go
there? What motive, prompted the visit?
likely enough, why did he depart se-
oretly? why did he not make himself
known? These unanswerable questions
haunted Juliet the remainder of the
evening-long after the tall form, with
its stately gloom, and the melancholy
face, with its majestic beauty, had
quilted the gay scene. Standing under
the flashing gas lights, with the revelry
of music in her ears, treading the mazy
figures of the dance, seeing the glitter
and the show, the beauty aud the splen
dor, the magnificent emptiness and
vanity, Juliet felt like one in trance.
She scarcely heard the sparkling corusoa-
tions OF wit, the hollow fattery. the
thread-bare compliments, the high-fown
language, and meaningless phrases Of
fashionable worshippers. She only re-
membered other scenes of revelry in
these same proud halls; other voices,
whose tones had chained her ear; other
looks, whose language had entered at the
eye and filed the heart; other words,
whose modnlations had borne meaning
in their sound. The music played no
jarring discords in those days, the gilt
tering lights were no mockery, and peo-
pie danced because dancing is the natu-
ral utterance of happy feet. But now.
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laughed on the same principle-because
everybody else did-or on the principle,
which induces the miser to harp on
generosity, the vicious to preach virtue.
the heartless to talk sentiment, and the
parUenue to boast the nobility of his
blood. However, Juliet was not COM
petent judge of these things-her own
feet were moving by note, md her
thoughts were with the solitary man,
who, in restless agitation, was pacing to
and fro, his solitary chamber. The sound
of the gay waltz, and the noise Of the
dancers feet, could not drown that
monotonous tread. whose dreury echoes
woke her SO often from troubled dreams
in the dead hours of the night watches
''You are q perfect 'Iris en- air. to-
night" said Rudolph, coming up with
Juliet's cloak. "Not word, not smile,
not look, not q dance. have I been able
to get for that multitude of adorers, who
have made you as inaccessible as Pc
nelope."
els that why you wear such funeral
visage?" asked the young lady, with
light laugh.
"Yes, of course. But crave q boon
which, perchance, will cast the shadow
from my brow Do not ride home, Ju-
liet-walk with me.'
'Why, Rudolph Good gracious! You
are too unreasonable. How can I walk
home? I'm almost tired to death al
ready, to start with, and"
ooh, no you've notT coaxed Rudolph.
'You could easily dance for three hours
yet-and feel how delightful the atmos-
phere is. The walk will be really re-
freshing, and make you sleep soundly."
Juliet still hesitated.
II am 80 tired, and it is so late," sho
said. excusingly.
1T isn't 80 dreadful late," persisted
Rudolph, ''and the stleets are perfectly
quiet"
They had reached the carriage.
is that Juliet?" inquired Mrs. Thur
low.
Tell her you would rather walk"
whispered Rudolph, 'please, Juliet"
"The carriage is packed to overflow
ing" said Mrs. Richard, looking ont.
"Will you squeeze in. or wait with Ru-
dolph, and let Us send back for you? It
will be far more pleasant"
Never mind" said Juliet. obeying
violent demonstration from Rudolph,
Il would rather walk, anyhow"
'.What is that about walking?" inter
rogated her aunt. Don't think of snch
a thing, after SO much dancing. Wo will
send back Immediately will not be
long"
"But she prefers walking" said Ru-
dolph. ''and 80 do $50 you needn t
send back. It will be useless-we will
not be here"
Thus saying, they moved away, taking
the foot-path which led toward the gate.
What on earth put this odd freak
into your head?" questioned Juliet, ''nnd,
by the way, Rudolph. you've been hor.
ribly out of sorts ever since 1 came.
WHAT'S the matter with you, anyhow?"
''fhat's exactly what I want to tell
you. answered Rudolph, land I thought
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